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 GALSWORTHYHow to save the old that’s worth saving, whether in landscape, houses, manners, institutions, or human types, is one of our greatest problems, and the one that we bother least about.
More John Galsworthy Quotes
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Love could never come to full fruition till it was destroyed.
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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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Wealth is a means to an end, not the end itself. As a synonym for health and happiness, it has had a fair trial and failed dismally.
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As a man lives and thinks, so he will write.
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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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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.
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There are houses whose souls have passed into the limbo of Time, leaving their bodies in the limbo of London.
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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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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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Life calls the tune, we dance.
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It`s always worth while before you do anything to consider whether it`s going to hurt another person more than is absolutely necessary.
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I drink the wine of aspiration and the drug of illusion. Thus I am never dull.
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For the first time, as a family, they appeared to have an instinct of being in contact, with some strange and unsafe thing.
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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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Humanism is the creed of those who believe that in the circle of enwrapping mystery, men’s fates are in their own hands.
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