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  • #1
    W. Somerset Maugham
    “Some of us look for the Way in opium and some in God, some of us in whiskey and some in love. It is all the same Way and it leads nowhither.”
    W. Somerset Maugham, The Painted Veil

  • #2
    W. Somerset Maugham
    “If it is necessary sometimes to lie to others, it is always despicable to lie to oneself.”
    W. Somerset Maugham, The Painted Veil

  • #3
    W. Somerset Maugham
    “She was a fool and he knew it and because he loved her it had made no difference.”
    W. Somerset Maugham, The Painted Veil
    tags: love

  • #4
    W. Somerset Maugham
    “She could not admit but that he had remarkable qualities, sometimes she thought that there was even in him a strange and unattractive greatness; it was curious then that she could not love him, but loved still a man whose worthlessness was now so clear to her.”
    W. Somerset Maugham, The Painted Veil

  • #5
    W. Somerset Maugham
    “She alone had been blind to his merit. Why? Because he loved her and she did not love him. What was it in the human heart that made you despise a man because he loved you?”
    W. Somerset Maugham, The Painted Veil

  • #6
    W. Somerset Maugham
    “She’s wonderful. Tell her I’ve never seen such beautiful hands. I wonder what she sees in you.”
    Waddington, smiling, translated the question.
    “She says I’m good.”
    “As if a woman ever loved a man for his virtue,” Kitty mocked.”
    W. Somerset Maugham, The Painted Veil

  • #7
    W. Somerset Maugham
    “I always find it more difficult to say the things I mean than the things I don't.”
    W. Somerset Maugham, The Painted Veil

  • #8
    W. Somerset Maugham
    “How can I be reasonable? To me our love was everything and you were my whole life. It is not very pleasant to realize that to you it was only an episode.”
    W. Somerset Maugham, The Painted Veil

  • #9
    William Shakespeare
    “I wasted time, and now doth time waste me;
    For now hath time made me his numbering clock:
    My thoughts are minutes; and with sighs they jar
    Their watches on unto mine eyes, the outward watch,
    Whereto my finger, like a dial's point,
    Is pointing still, in cleansing them from tears.
    Now sir, the sound that tells what hour it is
    Are clamorous groans, which strike upon my heart,
    Which is the bell: so sighs and tears and groans
    Show minutes, times, and hours.”
    William Shakespeare, Richard II
    tags: time



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