the biggest tragedy of life is the utter impossibility to change what you have done
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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The value of a sentiment is the amount of sacrifice you are prepared to make for it.
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If you do not think about the future, you cannot have one.
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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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It’s not life that counts but the fortitude you bring into it.
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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.
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As a man lives and thinks, so he will write.
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Honesty of thought and speech and written word is a jewel.
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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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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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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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It is the continual, unconscious replacement, however fleeting, of oneself by another; the real cement of human life; the everlasting refreshment and renewal.
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For the first time, as a family, they appeared to have an instinct of being in contact, with some strange and unsafe thing.
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Society is built on marriage … marriage and its consequences.
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Summer summer summer! The soundless footsteps on the grass!
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