Such was not quite the condition of Timothy’s on the Bayswater Road, for Timothy’s soul still had one foot in Timothy Forsyte’s body, and Smither kept the atmosphere unchanging, of camphor and port wine and house whose windows are only opened to air it twice a day.
JOHN GALSWORTHYThe beginnings and endings of all human undertakings are untidy.
More John Galsworthy Quotes
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Headlines twice the size of the events.
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Wealth is a means to an end, not the end itself. As a synonym for health and happiness, it has had a fair trial and failed dismally.
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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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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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The young man who, at the end of September, 1924, dismounted from a taxicab in South Square,
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Idealism increases in direct proportion to one’s distance from the problem.
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As a man lives and thinks, so he will write.
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If you do not think about the future, you cannot have one.
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The talked-about is always the last to hear the talk . . .
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The bicycle… has been responsible for more movement in manners and morals than anything since Charles the Second.
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Dawn has power to fertilise the most matter-of-fact vision.
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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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I am still under the impression that there is nothing alive quite so beautiful as a thoroughbred horse.
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See what perils do environ those who meddle with hot iron.
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It was such a spring day as breathes into a man an ineffable yearning, a painful sweetness, a longing that makes him stand motionless, looking at the leaves or grass, and fling out his arms to embrace he knows not what.
JOHN GALSWORTHY