Oh, it is dreadfully bitter to look at a woman whom you have loved with all your heart and soul, so that you felt you could not bear to let her out of your sight, and realize that you would not mind if you never saw her again. The tragedy of love is indifference.
W. SOMERSET MAUGHAMThe love that lasts longest is the love that is never returned.
More W. Somerset Maugham Quotes
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There are times when I look over the various parts of my character with perplexity.
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You know, of course, that the Tasmanians, who never committed adultery, are now extinct.
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When you’re eighteen your emotions are violent, but they’re not durable.
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There’s always one who loves and one who lets himself be loved.
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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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The secret to life is meaningless unless you discover it yourself.
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Beauty is an ecstasy; it is as simple as hunger.
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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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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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If a man hasn’t what’s necessary to make a woman love him, it’s his fault, not hers.
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Impropriety is the soul of wit.
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There is nothing so terrible as the pursuit of art by those who have no talent.
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You waste a lot of time going down blind alleys if you have no one to lead you.
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All the words I use in my stories can be found in the dictionary-it’s just a matter of arranging them into the right sentences.
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He is not famous. It may be that he never will be. It may be that when his life at last comes to an end he will leave no more trace of his sojourn on earth than a stone thrown into a river leaves on the surface of the water.
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