There’s always one who loves and one who lets himself be loved.
W. SOMERSET MAUGHAMI’d sooner be smashed into a mangled pulp by a bus when we cross the street than look forward to a life like yours.
More W. Somerset Maugham Quotes
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To recognize it you must repeat the adventure of the artist. It is a melody that he sings to you, and to hear it again in your own heart you want knowledge and sensitiveness and imagination.
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Each one of us is alone in the world. He is shut in a tower of brass, and can communicate with his fellows only by signs, and the signs have no common value, so that their sense is vague and uncertain.
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The prestige you acquire by being able to tell your friends that you know famous men proves only that you are yourself of small account.
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The tragedy of love is not death or separation. How long do you think it would have been before one or other of them ceased to care?
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When you’re eighteen your emotions are violent, but they’re not durable.
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To acquire the habit of reading is to construct for yourself a refuge from almost all the miseries of life.
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There are two good things in life – freedom of thought and freedom of action.
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Don’t wait for experience to come to you; go out after experience. Experience is your material.
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Money is like a sixth sense without which you cannot make a complete use of the other five.
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To bear failure with courage is the best proof of character that anyone can give.
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People talk of beauty lightly, and having no feeling for words, they use that one carelessly, so that it loses its force; and the thing it stands for, sharing its name with a hundred trivial objects, is deprived of dignity.
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I want a girl because I want to bring her up so that she shan’t make the mistakes I’ve made.
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The world is hard and cruel. We are here none knows why, and we go none knows whither.
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Dullness is the first requisite of a good husband.
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There are three rules for writing a novel. Unfortunately, no one knows what they are.
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