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.
W. SOMERSET MAUGHAMDeath doesn’t affect the living because it has not happened yet. Death doesn’t concern the dead because they have ceased to exist.
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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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A mother only does her children harm if she makes them the only concern of her life.
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Anyone can tell the truth, but only very few of us can make epigrams.
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I made up my mind long ago that life was too short to do anything for myself that I could pay others to do for me.
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Tradition is a guide and not a jailer.
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Sometimes a man hits upon a place to which he mysteriously feels that he belongs.
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If you want to eat well in England, eat three breakfasts.
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People ask for criticism, but they only want praise.
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The Almighty can hardly be such a fool as the churches make out.
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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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Failure make people bitter and cruel. Success improves the character of the man.
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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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What makes old age hard to bear is not the failing of one’s faculties, mental and physical, but the burden of one’s memories.
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It was such a beautiful day I decided to stay in bed.
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It is dangerous to let the public behind the scenes. They are easily disillusioned and then they are angry with you, for it was the illusion they loved.
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