An art is only great and significant if it is one that all may enjoy. The art of a clique is but a plaything.
W. Somerset MaughamShe [Sadie Thompson] gathered herself together. No one could describe the scorn of her expression or the contemptuous hatred she put into her answer. "You men! You filthy dirty pigs! You're all the same, all of you. Pigs! Pigs!"
W. Somerset MaughamShe was a fool and he knew it and because he loved her it had made no difference.
W. Somerset MaughamBeauty is something wonderful and strange that the artist fashions out of the chaos of the world in the torment of his soul.
W. Somerset Maugham