Memory heaps dead leaves on corpse-like deeds, from under which they do but vaguely offend the sense.
JOHN GALSWORTHYThe young man who, at the end of September, 1924, dismounted from a taxicab in South Square,
More John Galsworthy Quotes
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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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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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The young man who, at the end of September, 1924, dismounted from a taxicab in South Square,
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It isn’t enough to love people because they’re good to you, or because in some way or other you’re going to get something by it.
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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 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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A faith that for modern man is becoming the only possible faith.
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Summer summer summer! The soundless footsteps on the grass!
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I am still under the impression that there is nothing alive quite so beautiful as a thoroughbred horse.
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Justice is a machine that, when some one has once given it the starting push, rolls on of itself.
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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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Come! Let us lay a lance in rest, And tilt at windmills under a wild sky!
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It’s not life that counts but the fortitude you bring into it.
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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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Religion was nearly dead because there was no longer real belief in future life; but something was struggling to take its place – service – social service – the ants creed, the bees creed.
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