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“It needs a good deal of philosophy not to be mortified by the thought of persons who have voluntarily abandoned everything that for the most of us makes life worth living and are devoid of envy of what they have missed. I have never made up my mind whether they are fools or wise men.”

Quote by W. Somerset Maugham

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the Gentleman in the Parlour

This 19th-century novel delves into the complexities of 19th-century English society, focusing on the interactions between a gentleman and his guests in a parlour. The story examines the nuances of class distinctions and the dynamics of social interactions during that era. more

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W. Somerset Maugham
W. Somerset Maugham

W. Somerset Maugham was a British playwright known for his sharp wit and insightful portrayal of human nature. Born on January 25, 1874, and passing away on December 16, 1965, Maugham's plays often delved into the complexities of human relationships and the social dynamics of his era. more

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