I now, weak, old, diseased, poor, dying, hold still my soul in my hands, and I regret nothing.
W. Somerset MaughamDo you absolutely despise me, Walter?" "No." He hesitated and his voice was strange. "I despise myself.
W. Somerset MaughamI now, weak, old, diseased, poor, dying, hold still my soul in my hands, and I regret nothing.
W. Somerset MaughamDo you absolutely despise me, Walter?" "No." He hesitated and his voice was strange. "I despise myself.
W. Somerset Maugham