She had no mercy. He looked at her neck and thought how he would like to jab it with the knife he… — W. Somerset Maugham Copy Share Image
It is bad enough to know the past; it would be intolerable to know the future. — W. Somerset Maugham Copy Share Image
It is not wealth one asks for, but just enough to preserve one's dignity, to work unhampered, to be generous, frank and… — W. Somerset Maugham Copy Share Image
Beauty is also a Gift of God, one of the most rare and precious, and we should be thankful if we are… — W. Somerset Maugham Copy Share Image
There is no need for the writer to eat a whole sheep to be able to tell you what mutton tastes like.… — W. Somerset Maugham Copy Share Image
He exulted in the possession of himself once more; he realized how much of the delight of the world he had lost… — 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
