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The road to Manderley lay ahead. There was no moon. The sky above our heads was inky black. But the sky on the horizon was not dark at all. It was shot with crimson, like a splash of blood. And the ashes blew towards us with the salt wind from the sea.
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rebecca
road
wind
sky
house
sea
blood
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Daphne DuMaurier |
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If you think I'm one of those people who try to be funny at breakfast you're wrong. I'm invariably ill-tempered in the early morning.
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maxim-de-winter
rebecca
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Daphne du Maurier |
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I don't mind. I like being alone.
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rebecca
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Daphne du Maurier |
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I could fight with the living but I could not fight the dead. If there was some woman in London that Maxim loved, someone he wrote to, visited, dined with, slept with, I could fight her. We would stand on common ground. I should not be afraid. Anger and jealousy were things that could be conquered. One day the woman would grow old or tired or different, and Maxim would not love her anymore. But Rebecca would never grow old. Rebecca would always be the same. And she and I could not fight. She was too strong for me.
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rebecca
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Daphne du Maurier |
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We were like two performers in a play, but we were divided, we were not acting with one another. We had to endure it alone, we had to put up this show, this miserable, sham performance for the sake of all these people I did not know and did not want to see again.
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theatre
mrs-de-winter
rebecca
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Daphne du Maurier |
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5692d6d
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Oh, God, I though, this is like two people in a play, in a moment the curtain will come down, we shall bow to the audience, and go off to our dressing-rooms.
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theatre
rebecca
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Daphne du Maurier |
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0889eea
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A ce moment-la, Maxim me regarda enfin. Il me regarda pour la premiere fois de la soiree et, dans ses yeux, je lus un message d'adieu. C'etait comme s'il se penchait au bastingage d'un navire, et que je me tenais en contrebas sur le quai. Il y avait d'autres gens qui touchaient son epaule et qui touchaient la mienne, mais nous ne les remarquions pas. Nous ne nous parlions pas et ne nous helions pas, car le vent et la distance emportaient le son de nos voix. Mais je vis ses yeux, tout comme lui vit les miens, avant que le navire se detache du quai. Favell, Mme Danvers, le colonel Julyan, Frank avec son bout de papier a la main, tous furent oublies a cet instant-la. Cet instant-la etait le notre, inviole, communion ephemere entre nos deux etres.
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quote
français
daphne-du-maurier
rebecca
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Daphne du Maurier |
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c8e8937
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I had an uneasy feeling we might be asked to spend the approaching Christmas with Beatrice. Perhaps I could have influenza.
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daphne-du-maurier
gothic-fiction
gothic-horror
rebecca
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Daphne du Maurier |