Small wonder, after the expiry of his annuity, Wilson fell on worst days and lost the will-power to carry his life any further. With no hopes to live for, Wilson once made an attempt to commit suicide. He was taken to hospital for treatment. Then he was released from the hospital, but he became mentally insane. He lived six more years thereafter. His maid servant, Assunta gave him shelter and meager food. Her husband made him work for them. Then one night he went out to see the beauty of a moonlit mountain and he was found lying on the mountainside with his eyes closed for ever. The author cynically comments that Wilson had breathed his last while feasting his eyes on a breath-taking sight in the moonlight.
William Somerset Maugham’s short story ‘The Lotus Eater’ paints Thomas Wilson in minute details. However, much of the peculiarity remains undisclosed. The English bank manager, bidding adieu the life of hardship,settles in Capri, an island of superb sights and sounds so much so that Wilson would enjoy them heartily until the last day of his life which has a great appeal to the readers .It is easy to say that Wilson had no future vision and he preferred a life of oblivious settle at Capri and argued that such a long years of 25 were enough to enjoy a life. Arguably it is also true that he had no vision that after so long days’ of passivity would have crippled his will power and he remained a pity for others at his last days. But a sense of Homeric Lotophagi lives at everybody's heart. Like the mythical lotus eaters we dream of the life of oblivion and leisure. We remain a Wilson as a modern lotus eater.