A Quote by W. Somerset Maugham on travel, change, memory, and meaning
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.
Source: THE GENTLEMAN IN THE PARLOUR: A Record Of a Journey from Rangoon to Haiphong
Contributed by: Nikki