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dumblr · 5 months
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"I wanted to write down exactly what i felt but somehow the paper stayed empty and I could not have described it any better."
- W. Somerset Maugham
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rainbowpopeworld · 5 months
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Michael Sheen said this quote in an interview in July, which I just saw today. So I decided to put it onto these two images.
The second one is more angsty, fair warning 💓💕
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citizenscreen · 3 months
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“There are three rules for writing a novel. Unfortunately, no one knows what they are.”
- W. Somerset Maugham, born on January 25, 1874 ✍️
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davidhudson · 3 months
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W. Somerset Maugham, January 25, 1874 – December 16, 1965.
1961 photo by Lewis Morley.
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threelargeelefants · 1 year
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Dark Romantic - a december/january web weave
my own // The Painted Veil, W. Somerset Maugham) // Down In The Valley (2005) // Becoming Lolita, Alisson Wood // Perverted - Elita // Romeo + Juliet (1996) // Acts of Desperation, Megan Nolan // Saccharine - Jazmin Bean // You (2018-) // mine
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femmefatalegoth · 1 day
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Hyperspecific poll time! Best messed-up couple written by W. Somerset Maugham
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virgin-martyr · 1 year
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Some of us look for the Way in opium and some in God, some of us in whiskey and some in love. It is all the same Way and it leads nowhither.
W. Somerset Maugham, excerpt from The Painted Veil
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1five1two · 1 year
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Only a mediocre person is always at his best.
W. Somerset Maugham
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natalaka-lalka · 7 months
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There was a merchant in Bagdad who sent his servant to market to buy provisions. In a little while the servant came back, white and trembling, and said,
'Master, just now when I was in the marketplace I was jostled by a woman in the crowd and when I turned I saw it was Death that had jostled me. She looked at me and made a threatening gesture; now, lend me your horse, and I will ride away from this city and avoid my fate. I will go to Samarra and there Death will not find me. '
The merchant lent him his horse. The servant mounted it, and he dug his spurs in its flanks and as fast as the horse could gallop he went.
Then the merchant went down to the marketplace and he saw Death standing in the crowd. He came to her and said, 'Why did you make a threating gesture to my servant when you saw him this morning?'
'That was not a threatening gesture,' Death said, 'it was only a start of surprise. I was astonished to see him in Bagdad, for I had an appointment with him tonight in Samarra.'
Nāve (Death) by Janis Rozentāls (1897) // The Appointment in Samarra by W. Somerset Maugham (1933)
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vinceverbatim · 1 year
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Bazılarımız yolunu afyonla bulmaya çalışıyor, bazılarımız Tanrı'yla, bazılarımız viskiyle ve bazılarımız da aşkla. Bütün yollar aynı yöne gidiyor ve aslında hiçbir yere varmıyor..
- W. Somerset Maugham, Boyalı Peçe
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rainbowpopeworld · 5 months
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“There are three rules for writing a novel. Unfortunately, no one knows what they are.”
― W. Somerset Maugham
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heresay · 1 year
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We know very little even of the persons we know most intimately; we do not know them enough to transfer them to the pages of a book and make human beings of them. People are too elusive, too shadowy, to be copied; and they are also too incoherent and contradictory.
W. Somerset Maugham, The Summing Up
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davidhudson · 1 year
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W. Somerset Maugham, January 25, 1874 – December 16, 1965.
1950 photo by Herbert List.
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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 truth-less ideal which have been instilled into them, and each time they come in contact with the real, they are bruised and wounded. It looks as if they were victims of a conspiracy; for the books they read, ideal by the necessity of selection, and the conversation of their elders, who look back upon the past through a rosy haze of forgetfulness, prepare them for an unreal life. They must discover for themselves that all they have read and all they have been told are lies, lies, lies; and each discovery is another nail driven into the body on the cross of life.
- W. Somerset Maugham
Or rather the truth every generation, past, present, and future, convinces itself of so that they can live out their own lies until reality bites. Gen Z and the western woke generation in general are no different.
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sesiondemadrugada · 1 year
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The Razor's Edge (John Byrum, 1984).
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femmefatalegoth · 1 day
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W. Somerset Maugham had one thing that just. Really draws me to his writing. He loved to write about DEEPLY flawed people and the messes they get into and the absolute tragedies they create just by interacting.
And he writes about them with such compassion, and recogintion that people are fallible. I love it.
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