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John Boynton Priestley, OM (/ˈpriːstli/; 13 September 1894 – 14 August 1984), known by his pen name J.B. Priestley, was an English novelist, playwright, scriptwriter, social commentator and broadcaster.

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The greatest writers of this age. . . are aware of the mystery of our existence.

Age, Aware, Existence, Greatest, Mystery

Nearly everything possible had been done to spoil the game: the heavy financial interest; the absurd transfer and player-selling system; the lack of any birth or residential qualifications; the absurd publicity given to every feature of it by the press; the monstrous partisanships of the crowds.

Football, Given, Heavy, Player, Possible, Soccer

The point is to be good-to be sensitive and sincere.

Goodness, Point, Sensitive, Sincere

To put failure behind you, face up to it.

Faces, Behind You, Behinds, Face, Failure

What a grand, higgledy-piggledy, sensible old place Norwich is!

Grand, Norwich, Old Places, Sensible

I never read the life of any important person without discovering that he knew more and could do more than I could ever hope to know or do in half a dozen lifetimes.

Half, Important, Know, Lifetimes, Reading

On the 1st of August, 1774, I endeavoured to extract air from mercurius calcinates per se [mercury oxide]; and I presently found that, by means of this lens, air was expelled from it very readily. … I admitted water to it [the extracted air], and found that it was not imbibed by it. But what surprized me more than I can well express, was, that a candle burned in this air with a remarkably vigorous flame… I was utterly at a loss how to account for it.

Air, Expelled, Loss, Mean, Oxide, Remarkably

She was a handsome woman of forty-five and would remain so for many years.

50Th Birthday, Beauty, Handsome, Remain, Woman, Years

A loving wife will do anything for her husband except stop criticizing him and trying to improve him.

Husband, Women, Wife, Improve, Criticizing

To make the most of Christmas, focus on Christ.

Christ, Christmas, Focus, Make

One of the delights known to age, and beyond the grasp of youth, is that of Not Going.

Age, Delight, Known, Youth

There is romance, the genuine glinting stuff, in typewriters, and not merely in their development from clumsy giants into agile dwarfs, but in the history of their manufacture, which is filled with raids, battles, lonely pioneers, great gambles, hope, fear, despair, triumph. If some of our novels could be written by the typewriters instead of on them, how much better they would be.

Fear, Lonely, Novels, Science, Stuff, Typewriters

Britain, which in the years immediately before this war was rapidly losing such democratic virtues as it possessed, is now being bombed and burned into democracy.

Bombed, Britain, Democracy, Hymns, War, Years

Sometimes you might think the machines we worship make all the chief appointments, promoting the human beings who seem closest to them.

Beings, Human, Machines, Technology, Thinking

To resent and remember brings strife; to forgive and forget brings peace.

Forgive And Forget, Forgiving, Remember, Resent, Brings, Strife

No matter how piercing and appalling his insights, the desolation creeping over his outer world, the lurid lights and shadows of his inner world, the writer must live with hope, work in faith

Faith, Insights, Light, Shadow, Work

I have always been delighted at the prospect of a new day, a fresh try, one more start, with perhaps a bit of magic waiting somewhere behind the morning.

Life, Motivational, Good Morning, Perhaps, Start, Fresh

The first fall of snow is not only an event, it is a magical event. You go to bed in one kind of a world and wake up in another quite different, and if this is not enchantment then where is it to be found?

Childhood, Fall, Quite, Snow, World

A novelist who writes nothing for 10 years finds his reputation rising. Because I keep on producing books they say there must be something wrong with this fellow.

Book, Books, Writes, Writing, Years

Living in an age of advertisement, we are perpetually disillusioned. The perfect life is spread before us every day, but it changes and withers at a touch.

Birthday, Perfect, Age, Changes, Life, Spread

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