Beneath all manner of kindness and consideration for each other--for their good taste, at all events, had never given way--this tragedy of a woman, who wanted to be loved, slowly killing the power of loving her in the man, had gone on year after year.
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Fraternity by John Galsworthy
Hilary was no young person, like his niece or Martin, to whom everything seemed simple; nor was he an old person like their grandfather, for whom life had lost its complications.
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Fraternity by John Galsworthy
There is left in every man something of the primeval love of stalking.
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Fraternity by John Galsworthy
"The human heart," he murmured, "is the tomb of many feelings."
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Fraternity by John Galsworthy
"By love I mean the forgetfulness of self. Unions are frequent in which only the sexual instincts, or the remembrance of self, are roused---"
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Fraternity by John Galsworthy
The Rector of Worsted Skeynes was not tall, and his head had been rendered somewhat bald by thought.
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The Country House by John Galsworthy
"You want to build before you've laid your foundations," said Mr. Paramor. "You let your feelings carry you away, Vigil."
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The Country House by John Galsworthy
The talked-about is always the last to hear the talk.
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Saint's Progress by John Galsworthy
A marvellous speeder-up of Love is War. What might have taken six months, was thus accomplished in three weeks.
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Saint's Progress by John Galsworthy
Events are as much the parents of the future as they were the children of the past.
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Saint's Progress by John Galsworthy