We know our friends by their defects rather than by their merits.
W. SOMERSET MAUGHAMOne can be very much in love with a woman without wishing to spend the rest of one’s life with her.
More W. Somerset Maugham Quotes
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Tolerance is only another name for indifference.
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I want a girl because I want to bring her up so that she shan’t make the mistakes I’ve made.
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It is bad enough to know the past; it would be intolerable to know the future.
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The ability to quote is a serviceable substitute for wit.
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When you are reconciled to the fact that each is for himself in the world you will ask less from your fellows. They will not disappoint you, and you will look upon them more charitably.
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For my part I cannot believe in a God who is angry with me because I do not believe in him. I cannot believe in a God who is less tolerant than I. I cannot believe in a God who has neither humour nor common sense.
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It was such a beautiful day I decided to stay in bed.
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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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One cannot find peace in work or in pleasure, in the world or in a convent, but only in one’s soul.
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As the cosmos are in place, so be it with your life.
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Of all the hokum with which this country [America] is riddled, the most odd is the common notion that it is free of class distinctions.
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Impropriety is the soul of wit.
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There’s always one who loves and one who lets himself be loved.
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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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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.
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