Most people are such fools that it is really no great compliment to say that someone is above the average.
W. SOMERSET MAUGHAMOnly a mediocre person is always at his best.
More W. Somerset Maugham Quotes
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I wish I could make you see how much fuller the life I offer you is than anything you have a conception of.
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The well dressed man is he whose clothes you never notice
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The future will one day be the present and will seem as unimportant as the present does now.
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I have an idea that the only thing which makes it possible to regard this world we live in without disgust is the beauty which now and then men create out of the chaos. The pictures they paint, the music they compose, the books they write, and the lives they lead.
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There’s always one who loves and one who lets himself be loved.
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The essence of the beautiful is unity in variety.
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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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Unfortunately sometimes one can’t do what one thinks is right without making someone else unhappy.
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There are two good things in life – freedom of thought and freedom of action.
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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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What do we any of us have but our illusions? And what do we ask of others but that we be allowed to keep them?
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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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There are three rules for writing a novel. Unfortunately, no one knows what they are.
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Beauty is something wonderful and strange that the artist fashions out of the chaos of the world in the torment of his soul. And when he has made it, it is not given to all to know it.
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