Quotes from W. Somerset Maugham


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The crown of literature is poetry.


You know what the critics are. If you tell the truth they only say you're cynical and it does an author no good to get a reputation for cynicism.


If you don't change your beliefs, your life will be like this forever. Is that good news?


An unfortunate thing about this world is that the good habits are much easier to give up than the bad ones.


There are two good things in life - freedom of thought and freedom of action.


Impropriety is the soul of wit.


The artist produces for the liberation of his soul. It is his nature to create as it is the nature of water to run down the hill.


Love is only a dirty trick played on us to achieve continuation of the species.


It is not true that suffering ennobles the character; happiness does that sometimes, but suffering for the most part, makes men petty and vindictive.


We are not the same persons this year as last; nor are those we love. It is a happy chance if we, changing, continue to love a changed person.


At a dinner party one should eat wisely but not too well, and talk well but not too wisely.


It's a funny thing about life; if you refuse to accept anything but the best, you very often get it.


There are three rules for writing a novel. Unfortunately, no one knows what they are.


Imagination grows by exercise, and contrary to common belief, is more powerful in the mature than in the young.


In the country the darkness of night is friendly and familiar, but in a city, with its blaze of lights, it is unnatural, hostile and menacing. It is like a monstrous vulture that hovers, biding its time.


The love that lasts longest is the love that is never returned.


Beauty is an ecstasy; it is as simple as hunger. There is really nothing to be said about it. It is like the perfume of a rose: you can smell it and that is all.


The great American novel has not only already been written, it has already been rejected.


Any nation that thinks more of its ease and comfort than its freedom will soon lose its freedom; and the ironical thing about it is that it will lose its ease and comfort too.


Money is the string with which a sardonic destiny directs the motions of its puppets.