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.
JOHN GALSWORTHYAnd 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.
More John Galsworthy Quotes
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Love has no age, no limit; and no death.
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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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The building of a house, the writing of a novel, the demolition of a bridge, and, eminently, the finish of a voyage.
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Idealism increases in direct proportion to one’s distance from the problem.
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Looking back on the long-stretched-out body of one’s work, it is interesting to mark the endless duel fought within a man between the emotional and critical sides of his nature.
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Beginnings are always messy.
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Everything we say and do and think has its effect on everything around us.
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The beginnings and endings of all human undertakings are untidy.
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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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Light-heartedness always made Soames suspicious – there was generally some reason for it.
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I drink the wine of aspiration and the drug of illusion. Thus I am never dull.
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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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Once admit that we have the right to inflict unnecessary suffering and you destroy the very basis of human society.
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Only love makes fruitful the soul.
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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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