Idealism increases in direct proportion to one's distance from the problem. — John Galsworthy Copy Share Image
How to save the old that's worth saving, whether in landscape, houses, manners, institutions, or human types, is one of our greatest… — John Galsworthy Copy Share Image
“She stood and tried hard not to believe in God. It seemed mean and petty to have more belief in God when things were… — John Galsworthy Copy Share Image
“Love is no hot-house flower, but a wild plant, born of a wet night, born of an hour of sunshine; sprung from wild seed,… — John Galsworthy Copy Share Image
“Justice is a machine that, when someone has once given it the starting push, rolls on of itself. - John Galsworthy, Justice [1910], act II” — John Galsworthy Copy Share Image
By the cigars they smoke, and the composers they love, ye shall know the texture of men's souls. — John Galsworthy Copy Share Image
Memory heaps dead leaves on corpse-like deeds, from under which they do but vaguely offend the sense. — John Galsworthy Copy Share Image
“That tendency...to lie awake between the hours of two and four, when the chrysalis of faint misgiving becomes so readily the butterfly of panic.” — John Galsworthy Copy Share Image
“Here’s a sentence in a book I’m reading: ‘We belong, of course, to a generation that’s seen through things, seen how futile everything is,… — John Galsworthy Copy Share Image
“James and the other eight children of 'Superior Dosset,' of whom there are still five alive, may be said to have represented Victorian England,… — John Galsworthy Copy Share Image
Justice is a machine that, when some one has once given it the starting push, rolls on of itself. — John Galsworthy Copy Share Image
Love! Beyond measure — beyond death — it nearly kills. But one wouldn't have been without it. — John Galsworthy Copy Share Image
We are all familiar with the argument: Make war dreadful enough, and there will be no war. And we none of us believe it. — John Galsworthy Copy Share Image
