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I wandered at random, and the soft ground, broken by the tortuous courses of a
hundred streamlets, with its carpet of brown, dead leaves, exhaled an odour of
moist soil, the voluptuous scents of our mother, the Earth, gravid with silent life.
The only sound was the rustling of a rabbit among the dead leaves or the hasty
springing of a squirrel. After the rain, in the evening, the birds broke into such a
joyous chant that it seemed impossible that it was a world of sorrow. Hidden
The tiare is the national flower of Tahiti, a little star-shaped white flower which
grows on a bush of rich green leaves, and it has a peculiarly sweet and sensual
perfume. It is used for making wreaths, for putting in the hair and behind the ear, ...
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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