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  • #1
    Graham Greene
    “I want ordinary corrupt human love”
    Graham Greene, The End of the Affair

  • #2
    W. Somerset Maugham
    “It is cruel to discover one's mediocrity only when it is too late. It does not improve the temper.”
    W. Somerset Maugham, Of Human Bondage

  • #3
    W. Somerset Maugham
    “There is nothing so terrible as the pursuit of art by those who have no talent.”
    W. Somerset Maugham, Of Human Bondage

  • #4
    W. Somerset Maugham
    “His habit of reading isolated him: it became such a need that after being in company for some time he grew tired and restless ...”
    W. Somerset Maugham, Of Human Bondage

  • #5
    W. Somerset Maugham
    “The bright hopes of youth had to be paid for at such a bitter price of disillusionment.”
    W. Somerset Maugham, Of Human Bondage

  • #6
    W. Somerset Maugham
    “Men have always formed gods in their own image.”
    W. Somerset Maugham, Of Human Bondage

  • #7
    W. Somerset Maugham
    “Insensibly he formed the most delightful habit in the world, the habit of reading:


    When you are reconciled to the fact that each is for himself in the world you will ask less from your fellows.


    (Philip always pretended that he was not lame.)


    She restored his belief in himself and put healing ointments, as it were, on all the bruises of his soul.


    ‘Why d’you read then?’ ‘Partly for pleasure, because it’s a habit and I’m just as uncomfortable if I don’t read as if I don’t smoke, and partly to know myself. When I read a book I seem to read it with my eyes only, but now and then I come across a passage, perhaps only a phrase, which has a meaning for ME, and it becomes part of me; I’ve got out of the book all that’s any use to me, and I can’t get anything more if I read it a dozen times. You see, it seems to me, one’s like a closed bud, and most of what one reads and does has no effect at all; but there are certain things that have a peculiar significance for one, and they open a petal; and the petals open one by one; and at last the flower is there.’


    ‘It would have interfered with my work,’ he told Philip. ‘What work?’ asked Philip brutally. ‘My inner life,’ he answered.


    buffeted by the philistines.


    the love of poetry was dead in England.(its dead everywhere write poem on that idea)



    My motto is, leave me alone

    He was thankful not to have to believe in God, for then such a condition of things would be intolerable; one could reconcile oneself to existence only because it was meaningless.
    Then he saw that the normal was the rarest thing in the world.


    (the whole world was like a sick-house, and there was no rhyme or reason in it)”
    W. Somerset Maugham, Of Human Bondage

  • #8
    Graham Greene
    “Is it possible to fall in love over a dish of onions? It seems improbable, and yet I could swear it was just then that I fell in love. It wasn't, of course, simply the onions; it was that sudden sense of an individual woman, of a frankness that was so often later to make me happy and miserable.”
    Graham Greene, The End of the Affair

  • #9
    Alexandre Dumas
    “All for one and one for all.”
    Alexandre Dumas, The Three Musketeers

  • #10
    Rainer Maria Rilke
    “A billion stars go spinning through the night,
    glittering above your head,
    But in you is the presence that will be
    when all the stars are dead.”
    Rainer Maria Rilke, The Selected Poetry of Rainer Maria Rilke

  • #11
    Matthew Gregory Lewis
    “An author, whether good or bad, or between both, is an animal whom every body is privileged to attack: for though all are not able to write books, all conceive themselves able to judge them.”
    Matthew Gregory Lewis, The Monk

  • #12
    “Because many of us are looking back through our hundreds of thousands of Instagram posts and Snapchat Stories and TikToks not with fondness that we filmed these moments but with regret that we didn't fully feel them. Now the push to post looks more like a marketing strategy. We were told it was about sharing our lives with our friends and family, when really it was about sharing our data with companies so they could target us better.”
    Freya India, GIRLS®: Generation Z and the Commodification of Everything

  • #13
    “When girls feel anxious and unsure of themselves, industries rush to sell them someone else to be. Only instead of occasional billboards on buildings, or ads in beauty magazines, today these messages are transmitted all day, every day, through a never-ending stream of precisely targeted Instagram posts, YouTube videos, TikToks, Snapchat Stories, and sponsored ads telling girls how to be prettier, happier, sexier, more popular, more productive, each personalized by algorithms to play on their inner most fears and insecurities. It is an onslaught; it is advertising on a scale no previous generation has faced.”
    Freya India, GIRLS®: Generation Z and the Commodification of Everything

  • #14
    “My generation never knew falling in love without swiping and subscription models. We never got to experience a first kiss or hold hands with a boy before watching Pornhub. We never knew flirting before it became sending Instagram DMs or reacting to Snapchat Stores with flame emojis. We never knew friendship before it meant keeping up Snapstreaks and using each other like props to look popular online. And freedom - we never felt the freedom to grow up clumsily, to be young and dumb and make stupid mistakes without fear they would be posted online. Or the freedom to be unavailable, to disconnect for a while, without the pressure of read receipts and active statuses. We never knew a childhood spent chasing experiences and risks and independence instead of chasing likes on a screen. Never knew life without documenting and marketing and obsessively analyzing it as we went.”
    Freya India, GIRLS®: Generation Z and the Commodification of Everything



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