If a man hasn't what's necessary to make a woman love him, it's his fault, not hers.
W. Somerset MaughamWhat do we any of us have but our illusions? And what do we ask of others but that we be allowed to keep them?
W. Somerset MaughamThis love was a torment, and he resented bitterly the subjugation in which it held him; he was a prisoner and he longed for freedom. Sometimes he awoke in the morning and felt nothing; his soul leaped, for he thought he was free; he loved no longer; but in a little while, as he grew wide awake, the pain settled in his heart, and he knew that he was not cured yet.
W. Somerset Maugham