Sometimes one feels rage and despair that one should know so little the people one loves. one is heartbroken at the impossibility of understanding them, of getting right down into their hearts . sometimes, accidentally or under the influence of some emotion, one gets a glimpse of some emotion , one gets a glimpse of those inner selves , and one despairs how ignorant one is of that inner self and how far away one is from it.
W. Somerset MaughamAbout author
- Author's profession: Playwright, Writer
- Nationality: british
- Born: January 25, 1874
- Died: December 16, 1965
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