Thank God, I can look at a sunset now without having to think how to describe it
W. Somerset MaughamAs we grow older we become more conscious of the complexity, incoherence, and unreasonableness of human beings; this indeed is the only excuse that offers for the middle-aged or elderly writer whose thoughts should more properly be turned to graver matters, occupying himself with the trivial concerns of imaginary people.
W. Somerset MaughamThe author always loads his dice, but he must never let the reader see that he has done so.
W. Somerset Maugham