• I can only guess that it made the world he went back to...strangely without meaning. Though he lived in it, though he even enjoyed it, it remained utterly remote. I think it had lost sense for him. In his heart was the reflection of a lovely dream that he could never quite recall.

    W. Somerset Maugham: I can only guess that it made the world he went back to...strangely without meaning.  Though he lived in it, though he even enjoyed it, it remained utterly remote.  I think it had lost sense for him.  In his heart was the reflection of a lovely dream that he could never quite recall.