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In the old days it had been enough to be with , to walk with her in silence, to talk
of the most insignificant things ; but now when silence fell upon us, I racked my
brain for something to say, and when we talked, our conversation sounded forced
William Somerset Maugham. huge silent houses, and lower down throw into
distinctness the long evenness of the park railings and the nearer trees. And
between, outshone, like an uneven string of discoloured gems, twinkles the
yellow flicker ...
On the placid river a sampan glided silently and against the water you saw the
dim figure of the standing fisherman. On the bank a solitary light gleamed friendly
amid the jungle wildness, and you guessed that a grass hut stood there clinging ...
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A compilation of notes kept over his lifetime and published just before Maugham's death. Though there were some pearls of wisdom and insightful comments on writing it was his commentary on daily life ... Read full review