If you can tell stories, create characters, devise incidents, and have sincerity and passion, it doesn’t matter a damn how you write.
W. SOMERSET MAUGHAMIf forty million people say a foolish thing it does not become a wise one.
More W. Somerset Maugham Quotes
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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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Life wouldn’t be worth living if I worried over the future as well as the present. When things are at their worst I find something always happens.
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We know our friends by their defects rather than by their merits.
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It is a nuisance that knowledge can only be acquired by hard work.
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The Almighty can hardly be such a fool as the churches make out.
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People ask for criticism, but they only want praise.
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You demand unselfishness from others, which is a preposterous claim that they should sacrifice their desires to yours. Why should they?
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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 can imagine no more comfortable frame of mind for the conduct of life than a humorous resignation.
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The crown of literature is poetry. It is its end and aim. It is the sublimest activity of the human mind. It is the achievement of beauty and delicacy. The writer of prose can only step aside when the poet passes.
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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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There’s always one who loves and one who lets himself be loved.
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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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One can be very much in love with a woman without wishing to spend the rest of one’s life with her.
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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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