Maxioms by W. Somerset Maugham
With the fearful strain that is on me night and day, if I did not laugh I should die.
With the fearful strain that is on me night and day, if I did not laugh I should die.
Art should be appreciated with passion and violence, not with a tepid, deprecating elegance that fears the censoriousness of a read more
Art should be appreciated with passion and violence, not with a tepid, deprecating elegance that fears the censoriousness of a common room.
For the memory of love is sweet, though the love itself were in vain. And what I have lost of read more
For the memory of love is sweet, though the love itself were in vain. And what I have lost of pleasure, assuage what I find of pain.
Few misfortunes can befall a boy which bring worse consequences than to have a really affectionate mother.
Few misfortunes can befall a boy which bring worse consequences than to have a really affectionate mother.
The end of culture is right living.
The end of culture is right living.
