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By the cigars they smoke, and the composers they love, ye shall know the texture of men’s souls.

John Galsworthy

A wild plant that, when it blooms by chance within the hedge of our gardens, we call a flower; and when it blooms outside we call a weed; but, flower or weed, whose scent and colour are always, wild!
JOHN GALSWORTHY

Bloom Blossom Flower Garden Plant Wild
Headlines twice the size of the events.
JOHN GALSWORTHY

Event Headlines Size Twice
Under its influence, wholly or in part, have blossomed weekends, strong nerves, strong legs, strong language… equality of sex, good digestion and professional occupation – in four words, the emanicipation of women.
JOHN GALSWORTHY

Digestion Empicipation Equality Influence Language Leg Profession Strong Weekend Word
Love is not a hot-house flower, but a wild plant, born of a wet night, born of an hour of sunshine; sprung from wild seed, blown along the road by a wild wind.
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Born Flower Hot Hour House Love Night Planet Seed Sprung Sunshine Well Wild
I drink the wine of aspiration and the drug of illusion. Thus I am never dull.
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Aspiration Distance Drink One Problem Proportion Wine
We have known an emotion which is in every case the same in kind, if not in degree; an emotion precious and uplifting.
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Case Degree Emotion Every Kind Known Precious Same Uplift
Beauty means this to one person, perhaps, and that to the other. And yet when any one of us has seen or heard or read that which to us is beautiful.
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Beauty Mean One Other Perhaps Person
The Forsytes were resentful of something, not individually, but as a family; this resentment expressed itself in an added perfection of raiment, an exuberance of family cordiality, an exaggeration of family importance, and the sniff.
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Added Express Familiar Individually Itself Perfection Resentful Retirement Something Style
For who would live so petty and unblest That dare not tilt at something ere he die; Rather than, screened by safe majority, Preserve his little life to little end, And never raise a rebel cry!
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Cry Preserve Rather Rebel Sometimes Unblest
Love! Beyond measure – beyond death – it nearly kills. But one wouldn’t have been without it.
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Been Beyond Death Kill Love Measure Nearby Without
Only love makes fruitful the soul.
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Fritful Love Make Only Soul
It is an age of stir and change, a season of new wine and old bottles. Yet, assuredly, in spite of breakages and waste, a wine worth the drinking is all the time being made.
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Age Change New Nottle Old Season Stir Wine
It isnot good enough tospend time and ink indescribing the penultimate sensations and physical movements of people getting into a state of rut, we all know them so well.
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Country Describing Enough Get Good Ink Movement Penultimate People Person Physical Place Sensation Spend State Time To
Dreaming is the poetry of Life, and we must be forgiven if we indulge in it a little.
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Dream Induldfe Life Little Must Forgive Poetry
It isn’t enough to love people because they’re good to you, or because in some way or other you’re going to get something by it.
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Enough Good Love Other People Some Something
Society is built on marriage … marriage and its consequences.
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Built Consequences Mariage Society

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