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.
JOHN GALSWORTHYCome! Let us lay a lance in rest, And tilt at windmills under a wild sky!
More John Galsworthy Quotes
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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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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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We have known an emotion which is in every case the same in kind, if not in degree; an emotion precious and uplifting.
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There is one rule for politicians all over the world: Don’t say in Power what you say in opposition; if you do, you only have to carry out what the other fellows have found impossible.
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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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He might wish and wish and never get it – the beauty and the loving in the world!
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Beginnings are always messy.
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Under its influence, wholly or in part, have blossomed weekends, strong nerves, strong legs, strong language… equality of sex, good digestion and professional occupation – in four words, the emanicipation of women.
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Beauty means this to one person, perhaps, and that to the other. And yet when any one of us has seen or heard or read that which to us is beautiful.
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The French cook; we open tins.
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To dislike the clothes and voices of other men – all this was precious to her beyond everything.
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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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We are not living in a private world of our own.
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Everything we say and do and think has its effect on everything around us.
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And to be stolen away from ourselves by Art is a momentary relaxation from that itching, a minute’s profound, and as it were secret, enfranchisement.
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