The tragedy of love is indifference
W. Somerset MaughamTags: love
What was it in the human heart that made you despise a man because he loved you?
W. Somerset MaughamI don't ask you to forgive me. I don't ask you to love me as you used to love me. But couldn't we be friends?
W. Somerset MaughamI never expected you to love me, I didn't see any reason that you should, I never thought myself very lovable.
W. Somerset MaughamWounded vanity can make a woman more vindictive than a lioness robbed of her cubs.
W. Somerset MaughamYou see, you and I are the only people here who walk quite quietly and peaceably on solid ground. The nuns walk in heaven and your husband -- in darkness.
W. Somerset MaughamShe did not know why it seemed to her so tragic to cry in her sleep.
W. Somerset MaughamOh, my dear, it's rather hard to take quite literally the things a man says when he's in love with you."
"Didn't you mean them?"
"At the moment.
Even though he had sacrificed her and cared nothing for her, even though he was callous and unkind, she loved him.
W. Somerset MaughamThey don't want clever men; clever men have ideas, and ideas cause trouble; they want men who have charm and tact and who can be counted on never to make a blunder.
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