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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 99bccf6 | A far worse mistake than misreading an animal's emotions is to assume the animal hasn't any emotions at all. | Sy Montgomery | ||
| 23bee3a | A universe without coincidence would be an exceedingly strange place xxx | James K. Morrow | ||
| 74592ea | I wanted a real diary, but there wasn't time to visit a stationery store, so instead I ran down to Thrift Drug and got you. According to your cover, you're an 'Official Popeye the Sailor Spiral-Bound Notebook, copyright (c) 1959 King Features Syndicate.' When I look into your wizened face, Popeye, I know you're a man I can trust. | James K. Morrow | ||
| 524ff91 | All I ask, Madam, is to share with thee a common center of gravity. | James K. Morrow | ||
| 748a8ee | Abide with me, fleshling, and I shall teach you to run with the fluxions. | James K. Morrow | ||
| 7d66a3c | You speak of Sorcery. It so happens that in the investigations leading first to my Conjectures concerning Light and later to my System of the World, I fell upon a pretty Proof that Wicked Spirits enjoy no essential Existence, being but Desires of the Mind. | James K. Morrow | ||
| ccf22a2 | Without an engine, Beebe's bathysphere dangled helplessly from the topside support ship like a ball of yarn suspended from knitting needles. | Wendy Williams | ||
| 37f663a | Act so that every action of yours should be capable of becoming an universal rule of action for all men. | W. Somerset Maugham | ||
| 0a5b23d | The thought of my chief inspector reading The Waste Land filled me with pleasure. Suddenly he pushed a snapshot toward me. | W. Somerset Maugham | ||
| 27f5f3d | Philip had a practical outlook and he grew impatient with the theories which resulted in no action. | W. Somerset Maugham | ||
| d301d8d | She had no mercy. He looked at her neck and thought how he would like to jab it with the knife he had for his muffin. He knew enough anatomy to make pretty certain of getting the carotid artery. And at the same time, he wanted to cover her pale, thin face with kisses. | W. Somerset Maugham | ||
| 0d2de07 | There are three rules for writing a novel. Unfortunately, no one knows what they are. --W. SOMERSET MAUGHAM | Wendy Wax | ||
| 5006c2d | a novel cannot be made of facts alone; in themselves they are dead things. | W. Somerset Maugham | ||
| 7874811 | A laboratory had been fitted up, army classes were instituted; they all said the character of the school was changing. And heaven only knew what further projects Mr. Perkins turned in that untidy head of his. | W. Somerset Maugham | ||
| 427b3c2 | Thing I've always noticed, people don't commit suicide for love, as you'd expect, that's just a fancy of novelists; they commit suicide because they haven't got any money. | W. Somerset Maugham | ||
| 0f5be10 | We were staggered and immediately on the defensive, for she looked intellectual, and it made us feel shy. | W. Somerset Maugham | ||
| 66b2b0d | But every well has a bottom and finally your friend will come to the end of what he has to tell you: | W. Somerset Maugham | ||
| 73daf8c | Love will be stronger and last longer if there are impediments to its gratification. | W. Somerset Maugham | ||
| 23f7fc3 | He did not like old people, and resented it when he was invited to meet only persons of his own age, and the young he found vapid. | friendship sociality | W. Somerset Maugham | |
| 8909760 | He did not know how wide a country, arid and precipitous, must be crossed before the traveller through life comes to an acceptance of reality. It is an illusion that youth is happy, an illusion of those who have lost it; but the young know they are wretched, for they are full of the truthless ideals which have been instilled into them, and each time they come in contact with the real they are bruised and wounded. It | W. Somerset Maugham | ||
| 25b6453 | nor was Miss Wilkinson the ideal: he had often pictured to himself the great violet eyes and the alabaster skin of some lovely girl, and he had thought of himself burying his face in the rippling masses of her auburn hair. He could not imagine himself burying his face in Miss Wilkinson's hair, it always struck him as a little sticky. | W. Somerset Maugham | ||
| c5aa632 | I HAVE NEVER BEGUN a novel with more misgiving. If I call it a novel it is only because I don't know what else to call it. | W. Somerset Maugham | ||
| 5ffdafc | It gives him spiritual freedom. To him life is a tragedy and by his gift of creation he enjoys the catharsis a purging of pity and terror, Which Aristotle tells is the object of art. | freedom | W. Somerset Maugham | |
| 9a66d9d | What do the circumstances of your life matter if your dreams make you lord paramount of time and space. | W. Somerset Maugham | ||
| 7779a41 | It is an illusion that youth is happy, an illusion of those who have lost it; but the young know they are wretched, for they are full of the truthless ideals which have been instilled into them, and each time they come in contact with the real they are bruised and wounded. | W. Somerset Maugham | ||
| a2ea2ba | Acho uma grandissima tolice dizer que pode existir amor sem paixao; as pessoas que afirmam que o amor pode perdurar depois de esgotada a paixao referem-se a outro sentimento, afeicao, bondade, comunhao de gostos e interesses, habito. Principalmente habito. Duas pessoas podem continuar a ter relacoes sexuais por habito, assim como tem fome a hora em que costumam fazer suas refeicoes. Claro que pode haver desejo sem amor. Desejo nao e paixao... | W. Somerset Maugham | ||
| c6ce3a3 | Emerson] had a gift of the picturesque phrase, but too often it is empty of meaning. He is a nimble skater who cuts elegant and complicated figures on a surface of frozen platitudes. Perhaps he would have been a better writer if he had not been quite so good a man. | W. Somerset Maugham | ||
| 03b2286 | A character in a writer's head, unwritten,remains a possession; his thoughts recur to it constantly, and while his imagination gradually enriches it, he enjoys the singular pleasure of feeling that there, in his mind, someone is living a varied and tremulous life, obedient to his fancies. - W.Somerset Maugham | Chandana Roy | ||
| fe306c9 | He yearned above all things for experience and felt himself ridiculous because at his age he had not enjoyed that which all fiction taught him was the most important thing in life; but he had the unfortunate gift of seeing things as they were, and the reality which was offered him differed too terribly from the ideal of his dreams. | W. Somerset Maugham | ||
| 843fb61 | There is nothing so difficult as to persuade men that they are ignorant. Bertha, exaggerating the seriousness of the affair, thought it charlatanry to undertake a post without knowledge and without capacity. Fortunately that is not the opinion of the majority, or the government of this enlightened country could not proceed. | W. Somerset Maugham | ||
| a8a6bbb | I always found Dickens very coarse. I don't want to read about people who drop their aitches. | W. Somerset Maugham | ||
| cf3556b | When some incident has shattered the career you've mapped out for yourself, a folly, a crime or a misfortune, you mustn't think you're down and out. It may be a stroke of luck, and when you look back years later you may say to yourself that you wouldn't for anything in the world exchange the new life disaster has forced upon you for the dull, humdrum existence you would have led if circumstances hadn't intervened. | W. Somerset Maugham | ||
| 45d9b60 | It was difficult for her to preserve that haughty, sullen, and coldly indifferent demeanour that appears to be essential to the mannequin as she sails in with deliberate steps, turns round slowly and, with an air of contempt for the universe equalled only by the camel's, sails out. | W. Somerset Maugham | ||
| da46f81 | when they found that he was not supercilious they told him long yarns of the distant journeys of their youth. | W. Somerset Maugham | ||
| bd044ab | It was not for me to leave the world and retire to a cloister, but to live in the world and love the objects of the world, not indeed for themselves, but for the Infinite that is in them. | W. Somerset Maugham | ||
| 47a2f20 | Life is short, nature is hostile, and man is ridiculous; but oddly enough most misfortunes have their compensations, and with a certain humour and a good deal of horse-sense one can make a fairly good job of what is after all a matter of very small consequence. | man life | W. Somerset Maugham | |
| 22b5066 | we cannot get it out of our heads that there is something comic in taking art so seriously. | W. Somerset Maugham | ||
| 2426d38 | Books can't matter much if their authors themselves don't think they matter. | W. Somerset Maugham | ||
| da5c869 | When my obituary notice at last appears in The Times, and they say: 'What, I thought he died years ago,' my ghost will gently chuckle. | W. Somerset Maugham | ||
| 94f0699 | They thought him reasonable and praised his common sense; but he knew that his placid expression was no more than a mask, assumed unconsciously, which acted like the protective colouring of butterflies; and himself was astonished at the weakness of his will. It seemed to him that he was swayed by every light emotion, as though he were a leaf in the wind, and when passion seized him he was powerless. He had no self-control. He merely seemed .. | W. Somerset Maugham | ||
| 978375e | and then the critics, going back to the novels of his maturity, found that their English had a nervous, racy vigour that eminently suited the matter. | W. Somerset Maugham | ||
| a8011de | The elect sneer at popularity; they are inclined even to assert that it is a proof of mediocrity; | W. Somerset Maugham | ||
| f7535b8 | Life was not so horrible if it was meaningless, and he faced it with a strange sense of power. CIX | W. Somerset Maugham | ||
| 7fd07fe | Deprecatingly, fully conscious of his audacity in asking so busy a man to waste his time on a neophyte's puny effort, he begged for criticism and guidance. | W. Somerset Maugham |