The beginnings and endings of all human undertakings are untidy.
JOHN GALSWORTHYNot the least hard thing to bear when they go from us, these quiet friends, is that they carry away with them so many years of our own lives.
More John Galsworthy Quotes
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Honesty of thought and speech and written word is a jewel.
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By the cigars they smoke, and the composers they love, ye shall know the texture of men’s souls.
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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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Not the least hard thing to bear when they go from us, these quiet friends, is that they carry away with them so many years of our own lives.
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Danger so indispensable in bringing out the fundamental quality of any society, group, or individual was what the Forsytes scented; the premonition of danger put a burnish on their armour.
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It was such a spring day as breathes into a man an ineffable yearning, a painful sweetness, a longing that makes him stand motionless, looking at the leaves or grass, and fling out his arms to embrace he knows not what.
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A man is the sum of his actions, of what he has done, of what he can do, Nothing else.
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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.
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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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I drink the wine of aspiration and the drug of illusion. Thus I am never dull.
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Only love makes fruitful the soul.
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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!
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We are not living in a private world of our own.
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He might wish and wish and never get it – the beauty and the loving in the world!
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It is the continual, unconscious replacement, however fleeting, of oneself by another; the real cement of human life; the everlasting refreshment and renewal.
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