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The building of a house, the writing of a novel, the demolition of a bridge, and, eminently, the finish of a voyage.

John Galsworthy

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There are moments when Nature reveals the passion hidden beneath the careless calm of her ordinary moods-violent spring flashing white on almond-blossom through the purple clouds.
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Beneath Calm Careless Flash Hidden Moment Nature Ood Ordinary Passion Reveal Spring Violent
Summer summer summer! The soundless footsteps on the grass!
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Footstep Grass Soundless Summer
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
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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Breathe Day Ineftable Man Painful Spring Such Sweetness Yeaning
Idealism increases in direct proportion to one’s distance from the problem.
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Direct Distance Idealism Increase One Problem Proportion
The beginnings and endings of all human undertakings are untidy.
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Beginning End Human Undertaking Untidy
I think the greatest thing in the world is to believe in people.
JOHN GALSWORTHY

Believe Greatest Person Thing Think World
For, what is grievous, dompting, grim, about our lives is that we are shut up within ourselves, with an itch to get outside ourselves.
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Dompting Itch Ourselves Outside Previous Shut
Life calls the tune, we dance.
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All Dance Life Tune We
Beginnings are always messy.
JOHN GALSWORTHY

Always Beginning Messy
It’s not life that counts but the fortitude you bring into it.
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Bring Count Fortitude Into Life
Memory heaps dead leaves on corpse-like deeds, from under which they do but vaguely offend the sense.
JOHN GALSWORTHY

Corpse Dead Deed From Heap Leave Memory Sense So Under Vague
It is the continual, unconscious replacement, however fleeting, of oneself by another; the real cement of human life; the everlasting refreshment and renewal.
JOHN GALSWORTHY

Another Cement Continual Everlasting Feel However Human Life Onself Real Refreshment Replacement Unconscious
A snowy, moonlit peak, with its single star, soaring up to the passionate blue; or against the flames of sunset, an old yew-tree standing dark guardian of some fiery secret.
JOHN GALSWORTHY

Against Blue Dark Flame Guardian Moomin Passionate Peak Snowy Treemstand
Dawn has power to fertilise the most matter-of-fact vision.
JOHN GALSWORTHY

Dawn Fertilise Forgive Indulge Little Power
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

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