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 GalsworthyThe value of a sentiment is the amount of sacrifice you are prepared to make for it.
John GalsworthyThe young man who, at the end of September, 1924, dismounted from a taxicab in South Square, Westminster, was so unobtrusively American that his driver had some hesitation in asking for double his fare. The young man had no hesitation in refusing it.
John Galsworthy