Only out of stir and change is born new salvation. To deny that is to deny belief in man, to turn our backs on courage!
JOHN GALSWORTHYThe beginnings and endings of all human undertakings are untidy.
More John Galsworthy Quotes
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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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Come! Let us lay a lance in rest, And tilt at windmills under a wild sky!
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Love! Beyond measure – beyond death – it nearly kills. But one wouldn’t have been without it.
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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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I drink the wine of aspiration and the drug of illusion. Thus I am never dull.
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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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Honesty of thought and speech and written word is a jewel.
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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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Not the least hard thing to bear when they go from us, these quiet friends, is that they carry away with them so many years of our own lives.
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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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Everything we say and do and think has its effect on everything around us.
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Public opinion’s always in advance of the law.
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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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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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The talked-about is always the last to hear the talk . . .
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