I know that I shall die struggling for breath, and I know that I shall be horribly afraid. I know that I shall not be able to keep myself from regretting bitterly the life that has brought me to such a pass; but I disown that regret. I now, weak, old, diseased, poor, dying, hold still my soul in my hands, and I regret nothing.
W. Somerset MaughamLife wouldn’t be worth living if I worried over the future as well as the present. When things are at their worst I find something always happens.
W. Somerset MaughamI write only when inspiration strikes. Fortunately it strikes every morning at nine o'clock sharp.
W. Somerset MaughamYou tend to close your eyes to truth, beauty and goodness because they give no scope to your sense of the ridiculous.
W. Somerset Maugham