THE WORKS OF JOHN GALSWORTHY

Attack his fleas—though he was supposed to have none Dogs: with rudiments of altruism and a sense of God Don't hurt others more than is absolutely necessary Early morning does not mince words Era which had canonised hypocrisy Forgiven me; but she could never forget Health—He did not want it at such cost Is anything more pathetic than the faith of the young? Law takes a low view of human nature Let her come to me as she will, when she will, not at all if she will not Love has no age, no limit; and no death Never to see yourself as others see you Old men learn to forego their whims People who don't live are wonderfully preserved Perching-place; never—never her cage! Putting up a brave show of being natural Socialists: they want our goods Thank you for that good lie To seem to be respectable was to be You have to buy experience