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!
JOHN GALSWORTHYFor 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!
More John Galsworthy Quotes
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If you do not think about the future, you cannot have one.
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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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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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Summer summer summer! The soundless footsteps on the grass!
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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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First one, then the other, getting the upper hand, and too seldom fusing till the result has the mellowness of full achievement.
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Love has no age, no limit; and no death.
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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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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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The beginnings and endings of all human undertakings are untidy.
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Come! Let us lay a lance in rest, And tilt at windmills under a wild sky!
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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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The French cook; we open tins.
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Memory heaps dead leaves on corpse-like deeds, from under which they do but vaguely offend the sense.
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Society is built on marriage … marriage and its consequences.
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