Love has no age, no limit; and no death.
JOHN GALSWORTHYIt 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.
More John Galsworthy Quotes
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When Man evolved Pity, he did a queer thing – deprived himself of the power of living life as it is without wishing it to become something different.
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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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There are houses whose souls have passed into the limbo of Time, leaving their bodies in the limbo of London.
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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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He was afflicted by the thought that where Beauty was, nothing ever ran quite straight, which no doubt, was why so many people looked on it as immoral.
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Beginnings are always messy.
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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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By the cigars they smoke, and the composers they love, ye shall know the texture of men’s souls.
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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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And they who curb prejudice and seek honorably to know and speak the truth are the only builders of a better life.
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Everything we say and do and think has its effect on everything around us.
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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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Such was not quite the condition of Timothy’s on the Bayswater Road, for Timothy’s soul still had one foot in Timothy Forsyte’s body, and Smither kept the atmosphere unchanging, of camphor and port wine and house whose windows are only opened to air it twice a day.
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Matters change and morals change; men remain.
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Society is built on marriage … marriage and its consequences.
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