I did not believe him capable of love. That is an emotion in which tenderness is an essential part, but Strickland had… — W. Somerset Maugham Copy Share Image
Art is a manifestation of emotion, and emotion speaks a language that all may understand. — W. Somerset Maugham Copy Share Image
When you're eighteen your emotions are violent, but they're not durable. — W. Somerset Maugham Copy Share Image
The ballet. I saw in the fugitive beauty of a dancer's gesture a symbol of life. It was achieved at the cost… — W. Somerset Maugham Copy Share Image
The novel may stimulate you to think. It may satisfy your aesthetic sense. It may arouse your moral emotions. But if it… — W. Somerset Maugham Copy Share Image
It must be that there is something naturally absurd in a sincere emotion, though why there should be I cannot imagine, unless… — W. Somerset Maugham Copy Share Image
“A man thinks it quite natural that he should fall out of love with a woman, but it never strikes him for a moment… — W. Somerset Maugham Copy Share Image
“A man's work reveals him. In social intercourse he gives you the surface that he wishes the world to accept, but in his book… — W. Somerset Maugham Copy Share Image
Love is only a dirty trick played on us to achieve continuation of the species. — W. Somerset Maugham Copy Share Image
The world is hard and cruel. We are here none knows why, and we go none knows whither. We must be very humble. We… — W. Somerset Maugham Copy Share Image
“There is no more merit in having read a thousand books than in having ploughed a thousand fields.” — W. Somerset Maugham Copy Share Image
“I wanted to live again and again. I was willing to accept every sort of life, no matter what its pain and sorrow; I… — W. Somerset Maugham Copy Share Image
In Hollywood, the women are all peaches. It makes one long for an apple occasionally. — W. Somerset Maugham Copy Share Image
Follow your inclinations with due regard to the policeman round the corner. — W. Somerset Maugham Copy Share Image
“His love became a prison from which he longed to escape, but he had not the strength merely to open the door-that was all… — W. Somerset Maugham Copy Share Image
I did not believe him capable of love. That is an emotion in which tenderness is an essential part, but Strickland had no tenderness… — W. Somerset Maugham Copy Share Image
