The crown of literature is poetry. It is its end and aim. It is the sublimest activity of the human mind. It is the achievement of beauty and delicacy. The writer of prose can only step aside when the poet passes.
W. SOMERSET MAUGHAMThe trouble is that thinking looks like loafing. Who wants to pay people for daydreaming?
More W. Somerset Maugham Quotes
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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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A mother only does her children harm if she makes them the only concern of her life.
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Beauty is an ecstasy; it is as simple as hunger.
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One can be very much in love with a woman without wishing to spend the rest of one’s life with her.
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It is not wealth one asks for, but just enough to preserve one’s dignity, to work unhampered, to be generous, frank and independent.
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You know, of course, that the Tasmanians, who never committed adultery, are now extinct.
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You can do anything in this world if you are prepared to take the consequences.
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The Almighty can hardly be such a fool as the churches make out.
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If it is necessary sometimes to lie to others, it is always despicable to lie to oneself.
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Life is so largely controlled by chance that its conduct can be but a perpetual improvisation.
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If a nation values anything more than freedom, it will lose its freedom; and the irony of it is that if it is comfort or money that it values more, it will lose that too.
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We who are of mature age seldom suspect how unmercifully and yet with what insight the very young judge us.
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It was such a beautiful day I decided to stay in bed.
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It is bad enough to know the past; it would be intolerable to know the future.
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If a man hasn’t what’s necessary to make a woman love him, it’s his fault, not hers.
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