Maxioms by W. Somerset Maugham
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.
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.
There is no explanation for evil. It must be looked upon as a necessary part of the order of the read more
There is no explanation for evil. It must be looked upon as a necessary part of the order of the universe. To ignore it is childish, to bewail it senseless.
You know, of course, that the Tasmanians, who never committed adultery, are now extinct.
You know, of course, that the Tasmanians, who never committed adultery, are now extinct.
It's a funny thing about life; if you refuse to accept anything but the best, you very often get it.
It's a funny thing about life; if you refuse to accept anything but the best, you very often get it.