W. Somerset Maugham Quotes

In all love stories the theme is love and tragedy, so by writing these types of stories, I have to include tragedy.

You have no idea how hard it is to live out a great romance.

Love hurts more than hate.

I think you have to pay for love with bitter tears.

For reasons I don't fully understand, tragic love has a certain appeal.

Love's an excuse to get hurt.

Love is the funeral of hearts.

Love and despair go hand in hand.

Love hurts, love scars, love wounds, and mars.

Most of us have been in that situation where you've been falling in love with somebody who didn't feel the same way. It's not a nice situation.

You can't fast-forward heartbreak, and you can't rewind love - and that's just one big bummer.

Finding another person to love is finding another person to lose.

The day is breaking someone else's heart.

If you have to ask, you've never been in love. More than that, you've never had your feelings hurt by the one you want to trust and cherish you most of all.

I was angry with myself because I still loved her, or at least I loved that dream of our togetherness. My feelings were unreasonable, irrational, and I couldn't change them. That hurt.

I am really in love with Sam, and it hurts very much.

You loved me-then what right had you to leave me? What right-answer me-for the poor fancy you felt for Linton? Because misery and degradation, and death, and nothing that God or Satan could inflict would have parted us, you, of your own will, did it. I have not broken your heart- you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine." ~Heathcliff

You're going to break my heart, aren't you?

Tell me about this Wizard Howl of yours." "He's the best wizard in Ingary or anywhere else. If he'd only had time, he would have defeated that djinn. And he's sly and selfish and vain as a peacock and cowardly, and you can't pin him down to anything." "Indeed? Strange that you should speak so proudly such a list of vices, most loving of ladies." "What do you mean, vices? I was just describing Howl. He comes from another world entirely, you know, called Wales, and I refuse to believe he's dead!

I have had a thousand kisses, for which with my whole soul I thank love—but if you should deny me the thousand and first—‘t would put me to the proof how great a misery I could live through.

The girl's lover was gone, but his shadow was still there.

Of all the bright cruel lies they tell you, the cruelest is the one called love.

There's a pleasure to loving someone even when you know there's no chance in them loving you back. The pain I felt let me know I was still alive.