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| a583811 | For me, the present agony of departure, the silent terror of leaving a place known to me if hated, the well-nigh impossible task of conquering the fear that possessed me. Not the fear of that hasty look round, the sudden plunge headlong and the giddy shock of hard, cold water, the river itself entering my lungs, rising in my throat, tossing me upon my back with my arms outflung--I could hear the sob strangled in my chest and the blood leave.. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| d766123 | This was my picture, and I wanted to become part of it too, to sleep there with the others on the shore, but they would not let me. I had to go away and live my life. I had no business to remain there lost in a dream. I had to break my mind away from it, I had to cover it, sadly, reverently, hide it in the shadowed untouched places of my memory. I would never forget. I would never permit my picture to become dusty and worn. After all that h.. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 2eec4ac | I remembered as a child standing in a field where a stream crossed my path, and a yellow iris grew next a background of green rushes. The stream sang as it tumbled over the flat stones. And as a child I thought how strange it was that such things should continue after I had left them, as though when turning a corner with the stream hidden from view, a mist must fall about them, shrouding them carefully, until I should pass again. It was lik.. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 672fec8 | It was sinister, overpowering; it was like a troubled dream conjured by the evil thoughts of a past day. There was no suggestion of ultimate hope, and no possibility of escape. It was a terrible place. I sat up on the deck with my chin in my hands, looking in front of me thinking of nothing, my heart heavy, longing for some nameless thing that I could not explain even to myself. I did not want to feel depressed like this. I wanted to laugh,.. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 1da2d40 | Happy in his silence yet eager for his words. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 42c03b2 | The visitors sat down, languid, and content to rest. Seecombe brought cake and wine. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 58f0cbe | I listened--much as you're listening now, Dick, but it wasn't from curiosity, it was something more. I hated the thought of this world that must be lived in--the sordid pitiful lives of men and women, who can't get beyond their own bodies. I could see this girl, living as she did without the excuse of poverty--she wasn't any prostitute having to keep herself, but spoiling her beauty, her health, and her own precious individuality, which is .. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| eda3b78 | I would forget my own beating heart, my own trembling body, my own sense of inexpiable degradation. I got up and started to throw off my things. Then the door opened and Jake came into the cabin. I did not want to look at him at first. I turned my back and fumbled with the tap of the basin. He did not say anything either. I whistled a tune under my breath. I wished he had been drunk, or laughing, or cursing, or in some way dragging himself .. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 46687b0 | Every word he wrote would be strong with that sweet purity and simplicity that was his gift alone, placing him higher than any living poet, secure on his pedestal apart from the world, like a great silent god above the little dwarfs of men tossed hither and thither in the stream of life. From the crystal clearness of his brain the images became words, and the words became magic, and the whole was transcendent of beauty, one thread touching .. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 1c7e316 | There's no need to get that way. It's your own thoughts that keep you young, Dick. And age hasn't anything to do with it. It's a question of your state of mind." "I don't care about all that. Oh! Jake--if I could live tremendously, and then die." "What do you call 'tremendously'?" "I don't know--but there are a whole lot of things I want to know and to feel. They won't ever happen though. Fate'll be against me." "Don't talk like a fool. The.. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 978c2c1 | The voice told me that it was my father who was to blame. He was responsible for this moment, this business of me dejected, helpless, sitting on the steps of the Sacre-Coeur. It was heredity, environment, upbringing, misunderstanding, all these clashing against each other making me what I was. It was his fault; it had nothing to do with my will or my desires. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 75b8010 | We can never go back again, that much is certain. The past is still close to us | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 9585481 | Jake did not say anything; he looked up at the sky and the wall of gray mist ahead of us, he watched the stern of the Romanie lift sluggishly to the high sea. "Dick," he said later, "do you notice how she wallows in it like something tired of the struggle? She hasn't got any kick left; she wants to lay down her head and die." | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| e1d9332 | If it must be so, let's not weep nor complain If I have failed, or you, or life turned sullen. We have had these things, they do not come again, But the flag still flies and the city has not fallen." Humbert Wolfe" | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 0918021 | That this exceptionally scholarly man whose judgments, always rich and sensitive, though sometimes austere, should have embarked on an intensely romantic retelling of the old Cornish legend of that famous pair of tragic lovers, Tristan and Queen Iseult, is intriguing in itself. But what makes it even more fascinating is that Daphne du Maurier, asked by "Q" 's daughter long after her father's death to finish this novel that he had set aside .. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| f660f9f | He was folding up his napkin, pushing back his plate, and I wondered how it was he spoke so casually, as thought the matter was of little consequence, a mere adjustment of plans. Whereas to me it was a bombshell, exploding in a thousand tiny fragments. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 7773b5c | They were ageless, they were sexless, they were neither male nor female, old or young, but the beauty of their faces, and of their bodies too, was more stirring and exciting than anything I had ever seen or known, and with a sudden longing I wanted to be one of them, to be dressed as they were dressed, to love as they must love, to laugh and worship and be silent. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 9b0f4f2 | youngest child entered first grade. During the next few years, she joined Romance Writers of America, learned a few things about writing a book, and decided the process was way more fun than analyzing financial statements. Melinda's debut novel, She Can Run, was nominated for Best First Novel by the International Thriller Writers. Melinda's bestselling books have garnered three Daphne du Maurier Award nominations and a Golden Leaf Award. Wh.. | Melinda Leigh | ||
| 5426452 | A mi se me nota todo en la cara; si me gusta alguien o no, si estoy enfadada o contenta. No me callo nunca. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| f62c34c | Her dullness made her own punishment. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 7a10e3f | Who will ever know your heart, who will ever know your mind? You have that fatal quality of silence - of a tight repression that suggests a hidden fire - yes, a burning fire unquenchable. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 8da631f | You have to endure something yourself before it touched you. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 2a422cd | Then I was glad of the presence of Jake near to me at all times, for a horror would come upon me because of the vast solitude of space and the solitary splendor of the regions where we were drifting; even the white stars seemed cold and terribly remote, and we, poor human beings on our little ship, were wretched and pathetic in our attempts to equal their wisdom, nor had we any right to venture upon the imperturbability of these waters. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 93f08c3 | You have blotted out the past for me, you know, far more effectively than all the bright lights of Monte Carlo. But for you I should have left long ago, gone to Italy, and Greece, and further still perhaps. You have spared me all those wanderings. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 5da2171 | I thought of all those heroines of fiction of who looked pretty when they cried, and what a contrast I must make with blotched and swollen face, and red rims to my eyes. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| c6eaa1b | No." Monsieur Ledru mused, as though he had but half heard. Then with a start: "Oh, but most certainly not. No, it is rather a heaviness upon the mind--a weight as of lead upon brain and thoughts, while my legs are like paper under me." Lifting his hat he passed a thin hand over his forehead. "It is such as when one cannot recall a name and goes under a burden until memory releases it." | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 0c1f57d | Il vento si era spostato all'interno e aveva portato via con se la pioggia; a mezzogiorno il sole aveva fatto capolino, il cielo si era fatto terso. L'aria era luminosa e frizzante di sale e questo conferiva alla passeggiata un gusto particolare; si riusciva a sentire il rumore del mare che si frangeva sugli scogli davanti alla baia. Capitava spesso, in autunno, di avere giornate cosi, che non appartenevano a giornate precise e avevano una .. | inverno mare | Daphne du Maurier | |
| d9696e1 | E un bene che non si ripeta due volte, la febbre del primo amore. Poiche e una febbre, e anche un fardello, checche ne dicano i poeti. Non si e molto coraggiosi, quando si ha ventun anno. Sono tempi pieni di piccole vilta, di minime paure senza fondamento, e ci si sente cosi presto vinti, ci vuol tanto poco a esser feriti; e si cede alla prima parola pungente. Oggi, avvolta nella comoda armatura della maturita che s'avvicina, le innumeri pi.. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 153af1c | Aucun de nous n'a envie de revivre ce passe. Maxim moins que tout autre. Et c'est a vous, comprenez-le, de nous en detacher. Il ne faut pas nous y ramener. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 57a7b56 | Avrei voluto tornare indietro, catturare di nuovo l'attimo fuggito, ma poi mi resi conto che anche se lo avessimo fatto non sarebbe stato lo stesso, perfino la luce del sole non sarebbe stata uguale, avrebbe gettato un'ombra diversa, la contadinella questa volta non ci avrebbe salutati, forse non ci avrebbe neppure visti. Il pensiero aveva un che di raggelante, un pizzico di malinconia. | passato ricordi | Daphne du Maurier | |
| 19efd53 | He was not staring at her anymore. He was still. He had gone. The moment of truth had vanished forever, and she would never know. What had happened was Then, was already past, in some other dimension of time, and the present was Now, part of a future he could not share. This present, this future, was all blank to him, like the empty spaces in the photograph album beside the bed, waiting to be filled. Even, she thought, if he had read my min.. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 24ebbf9 | Had I known, that last hour sitting there, talking and laughing about trivial things, that there was a clot forming like a time bomb close to his heart, ready to explode, I would surely have behaved differently, held on to him, at least thanked him for all my nineteen years of happiness and love. Not flipped over the photographs in the album, mocking bygone fashions, nor yawned halfway through, so that, sensing boredom, he let the album dro.. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| b1cc5ec | reader is back in the | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 3a0d04d | Dogs that had been his which she had not known. "There's dear old Punch..." (Punch, he used to tell her, always knew when his ship was due home, and waited at an upstairs window.) Naval officers riding donkeys... playing tennis... running races, all this before the war, and it had made her think, "unconscious of their doom, the little victims play," because on the next page it became suddenly sad, the ship he had loved blown up, and so many.. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 2e81aba | Friendship and duty are two separate things," he said, "and I put duty first. You are another generation, you wouldn't understand." | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 5d2f991 | I am probably a dull man. Emotionally I have had no complications. I was engaged to a pretty girl, a neighbor, when I was twenty-five, but she married somebody else. It hurt at the time, but the wound healed in less than a year. One fault, if fault it is, I have always had, which perhaps accounts for my hitherto monotonous life. This is an aversion to becoming involved with people. Friends I possess, but at a distance. Once involved, troubl.. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 74db045 | Fine," I answered. "Now what about a drink?" I followed him up the corridor once more, across the entrance hall, and on through a swing door at the far end. I heard the light clack-clack of ping-pong balls, and braced myself for frivolity. The room we entered was empty. The sportsmen, whoever they were, were playing in the room beyond. Here there were easy chairs, a table or two, an electric fire and a bar in the far corner, behind which my.. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 9565316 | And so," the Colonel was saying, "the Mandate was handed over to the U.N. in May, and we were all out of the country by July 1st. To my mind we should have stayed. The whole thing has been a bloody nonsense ever since. No one will ever settle down in this part of the world, and they'll still be fighting over Jerusalem when you and I have been in our graves for years. Beautiful spot, you know, from this distance. Used to be pretty scruffy in.. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| eaab88d | But you know the old saying? Out of sight, out of mind. If people aren't there to be talked about the talk dies. It's the way of the world. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 000a666 | The art of provocation was unknown to me, and I would sit with his map upon my lap, the wind blowing my dull, lanky hair, happy in his silence yet eager for his words. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| b0e11c0 | Inn | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 6f002eb | Whether he talked or not made little difference to my mood. My only enemy was the clock on the dash-board, whose hands would move relentlessly to one o'clock. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 3e6ae8f | She had beauty that endured, and a smile that was not forgotten. Somewhere her voice still lingered, and the memory of her words. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| e9818e3 | kazhetsia, sushchestvuet teoriia, chto stradaniia oblagorazhivaiut liudei, delaiut ikh sil'nee i, chtoby shagnut' vperiod, my dolzhny proiti iskus ogniom. Etogo nam dostalos' s likhvoi, kak ni ironicheski zvuchat moi slova. Oba my uznali, chto takoe strakh, i odinochestvo, i dushevnaia muka. Ia dumaiu, v zhizni kazhdogo cheloveka rano ili pozdno nastupaet ispytanie. U vsekh nas est' sobstvennyi d'iavol-muchitel', kotoryi ezdit na nas verkho.. | Daphne du Maurier |