Цитаты из книги автора William Somerset Maugham The Moon and Sixpence

one of the falsest of proverbs is that you must lie on the bed that you have made.

Art is the greatest thing in the world

The world is hard and cruel. We are here none knows why, and we go none knows whither.

Nature, sometimes so cruel, is sometimes merciful.

I wondered what an abyss of cruelty she must have looked into that in horror she refused to live.

Dirk Stroeve had the passion of Romeo in the body of Sir Toby Belch.

What a cruel practical joke old Nature played when she flung so many contradictory elements together, and left the man face to face with the perplexing callousness of the universe.

I felt he was at once too great and too small for love

The emotions common to most of us simply did not exist in him, and it was as absurd to blame him for not feeling them as for blaming the tiger because he is fierce and cruel.

"I'll tell you what must seem strange, that when it's over you feel so extraordinarily pure. You feel like a disembodied spirit, immaterial; and you seem to be able to touch beauty as though it were a palpable thing; and you feel an intimate communion with the breeze, and with the trees breaking into leaf, and with the iridescence of the river. You feel like God. Can you explain that to me?"