He woke at half-past two, an hour which long experience had taught him brings panic intensity to all awkward thoughts. Experience had also taught him that a further waking at the proper hour of eight showed the folly of such panic.
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The Forsyte Saga by John Galsworthy
Even grief sobbed itself out in time; only Time was good for sorrow--Time who saw the passing of each mood, each emotion in turn; Time the layer-to-rest.
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The Forsyte Saga by John Galsworthy
By the cigars they smoke, and the composers they love, ye shall know the texture of men's souls.
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The Forsyte Saga by John Galsworthy
There are moments when Nature reveals the passion hidden beneath the careless calm of her ordinary moods--violent spring flashing white on almond-blossom through the purple clouds; a snowy, moonlit peak, with its single star, soaring up to the passionate blue; or against the flames of sunset, an old yew-tree standing dark guardian of some fiery secret.
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The Forsyte Saga by John Galsworthy
She made up her mind to tell them to play loud--there was a lot of music in a cornet, if the man would only put his soul into it.
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The Forsyte Saga by John Galsworthy
James had passed through the fire, but he had passed also through the river of years which washes out the fire; he had experienced the saddest experience of all--forgetfulness of what it was like to be in love.
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The Forsyte Saga by John Galsworthy
"She's as obstinate as fate."
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The Forsyte Saga by John Galsworthy
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.
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The Forsyte Saga by John Galsworthy
He was frightened by the effect he had produced, and like most men with but little courage, he sought at once to justify himself by bullying.
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The Forsyte Saga by John Galsworthy
It is always the unusual which alarms.
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The Forsyte Saga by John Galsworthy