There is a sort of man who pays no attention to his good actions, but is tormented by his bad ones. This is the type that most often writes about himself.
W. SOMERSET MAUGHAMWhat makes old age hard to bear is not the failing of one’s faculties, mental and physical, but the burden of one’s memories.
More W. Somerset Maugham Quotes
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Love is only a dirty trick played on us to achieve continuation of the species.
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You can do anything in this world if you are prepared to take the consequences.
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The great tragedy of life is not that men perish, but that they cease to love.
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I´m not going to bring a child into the world, and love her, and bring her up, just so that some man may want to sleep with her so much that he’s willing to provide her with board and lodging for the rest of her life.
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From the earliest time the old have rubbed it into the young that they are wiser, and before the young had discovered what nonsense this was they were old too, and it profited them to carry on the imposture.
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Now the answer … is plain, but it is so unpalatable that most men will not face it. There is no reason for life and life has no meaning.
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Nothing in the world is permanent, and we’re foolish when we ask anything to last, but surely we’re still more foolish not to take delight in it while we have it.
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It is a nuisance that knowledge can only be acquired by hard work.
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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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Love is what happens to men and women who don’t know each other.
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I wish I could make you see how exciting the life of the spirit is and how rich in experience. It’s illimitable. It’s such a happy life. There’s only one thing like it, when you’re up in a plane by yourself, high, high, and only infinity surrounds you.
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There’s always one who loves and one who lets himself be loved.
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I recognize that I am made up of several persons and that the person that at the moment has the upper hand will inevitably give place to another. But which is the real one? All of them or none?
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I’d sooner be smashed into a mangled pulp by a bus when we cross the street than look forward to a life like yours.
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Throw yourself into the hurly-burly of life. It doesn’t matter how many mistakes you make, what unhappiness you have to undergo. It is all your material …
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