There are houses whose souls have passed into the limbo of Time, leaving their bodies in the limbo of London.
JOHN GALSWORTHYI am still under the impression that there is nothing alive quite so beautiful as a thoroughbred horse.
More John Galsworthy Quotes
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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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A faith that for modern man is becoming the only possible faith.
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Honesty of thought and speech and written word is a jewel.
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Dreaming is the poetry of Life, and we must be forgiven if we indulge in it a little.
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Men are in fact, quite unable to control their own inventions; they at best develop adaptability to the new conditions those inventions create.
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Take modern courtships! They resulted in the same thing as under George the Second, but took longer to reach it, owing to the motor-cycle and the standing lunch.
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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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Art is the one form of human energy in the whole world, which really works for union, and destroys the barriers between man and man.
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Public opinion’s always in advance of the law.
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It is by muteness that a dog becomes for one so utterly beyond value; with him one is at peace, where words play no torturing tricks.
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The law is what it is-a majestic edifice, sheltering all of us, each stone of which rests on another.
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First one, then the other, getting the upper hand, and too seldom fusing till the result has the mellowness of full achievement.
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Come! Let us lay a lance in rest, And tilt at windmills under a wild sky!
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The talked-about is always the last to hear the talk . . .
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Those are the moments that I think are precious to a dog-when, with his adoring soul coming through his eyes, he feels that you are really thinking of him.
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