There are houses whose souls have passed into the limbo of Time, leaving their bodies in the limbo of London. Such was not quite the condition of Timothy's on the Bayswater Road, for Timothy's soul still had one foot in Timothy Forsyte's body, and Smither kept the atmosphere unchanging, of camphor and port wine and house whose windows are only opened to air it twice a day.
John GalsworthyThe value of a sentiment is the amount of sacrifice you are prepared to make for it.
John GalsworthyA man is the sum of his actions, of what he has done, of what he can do, Nothing else.
John GalsworthyWealth is a means to an end, not the end itself. As a synonym for health and happiness, it has had a fair trial and failed dismally.
John Galsworthy