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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 05cb4c8 | My brother Jem, damn him, he was the baby. Hanging onto mother's skirts when Matt and I were grown men. I never did see eye to eye with Jem. Too smart he is, too sharp with his tongue. Oh, they'll catch him in time and hang him, same as they did my father. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| ca64ca5 | Mary could see that her aunt was eager to speak of things unconnected with her present life; she seemed afraid of any questions, so Mary spared her, and plunged into a description of the last years at Helford, the strain of the bad times, and her mother's illness and death. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| e185165 | certainly she nodded from time to time, and pursed her lips, and shook her head, and uttered little ejaculations; but it seemed to Mary that years of fear and anxiety had taken away her powers of concentration, and that some underlying terror prevented her from giving her whole interest to any conversation. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 7908562 | cannot give an honest traveler a bed for the night? For what other purpose was it built? And how do you live, if you have no custom?" "We have custom," returned the woman sullenly. "I've told you that. There's men come in from the farms and outlying places. There are farms and cottages scattered over these moors for miles around, and folk come from there. There are evenings when the bar is full of them." "The driver on the coach yesterday t.. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| cab6001 | There was some misunderstanding," she replied. "Your uncle bought it through a friend. Mr. Bassat did not know who Uncle Joss was until we were settled in, and then he was not very pleased." | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 9be2f08 | As soon as his laughter died away the smile faded from Aunt Patience's face, and the strained, haunted expression returned again, the fixed, almost idiot stare that she wore habitually in the presence of her husband. Mary saw at once that the little freedom from care which her aunt had enjoyed during the past week was now no more, and she had again become the nervy, shattered creature of before. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 7496a2e | The thought of sleep now was impossible. She was too wide awake, too alive in every nerve, and although the dislike and fear of her uncle was as strong as ever within her, a growing interest and curiosity held the mastery. She understood something of his business now. What she had witnessed here tonight was smuggling on the grand scale. There was no doubt that Jamaica Inn was ideally situated for his purpose, and he must have bought it for .. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 54657c4 | I'll not show fear before Joss Merlyn or any man," she said, "and, to prove it, I will go down now, in the dark passage, and take a look at them in the bar, and if he kills me it will be my own fault." | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 11abf4f | No, and no again," he said. "I tell you for the final time, I'll not be a party to it. I'll break with you now and forever, and put an end to the agreement. That's murder you'd have me do, Mr. Merlyn; there's no other name for it--it's common murder." | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 7d58737 | No, I'm thinking of my conscience and of Almighty God; and though I'll face any man in a fair fight, and take punishment if need be, when it comes to the killing of innocent folk, and maybe women and children among them, that's going straight to hell, Joss Merlyn, and you know it as well as I do. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 2c04940 | the little happy trivialities of a normal happy life: gossip with the neighbours, and church on Sundays, and driving into market once a week; fruitpicking, and harvest-time. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| bfc87d0 | The English yokel is not at his best when he makes love. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 93f59f7 | existence itself is a long enough journey, without adding to the burden | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 8c37215 | No, it was done with and finished. Escape was a thing of yesterday. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 32d9c24 | La cuestion es que la vida hay que soportarla y vivirla. Lo complicado es como vivirla. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 707925d | Nosotros vamos a las guerras y a las batallas, senor Ashley, pero las mujeres tambien saben luchar. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 5ab22ed | But once a woman stole the initiative, plundered the perquisites and took the lead, what happened to the globe? The fabric cracked | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 8b0f59d | He laughed and shook his head. "I think you're incorrigible." "Good God, I hope so. Otherwise why live?" | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| b115f25 | The world I knew has gone. This is tomorrow | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 983d0fe | Impossible that they should live while I was no more a part of existence | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 0626127 | It seemed strange that life must go on without our need for it | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 91738f8 | I was young, and I'd never been hurt before | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 8ec9f78 | Jake, I don't want ever to be old. I want always to get up in the morning and feel there's something grand lying just ahead of me, round the corner, over a hill. I want always to feel that if I stand still, only for a minute, I'm missing something a few yards away. I don't want ever to find myself thinking: "What's the use of going across that street?" That's the end of everything, Jake, when looking for things doesn't count any more. When .. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 05a73e6 | it was hell how one always wanted a little more | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 1419d55 | It was hopeless the way time did not stand still, not for a fraction of a second, that there was never an occasion when I could grasp the whole intensity of pleasure, examining it, breathing it, holding it softly with my hands and saying: 'Now I am living, now . . . now . . .' It was nothing but a series of flashes quivering before my eyes, dancing themselves away | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 82747ae | This house sheltered us, we spoke, we lived within those walls. That was yesterday. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 9c01fb2 | Memories are very beautiful things, when you are old | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| fccca52 | He wanted to lose the memory of that world; they wished to hold it | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 7e67a8d | A solitary curlew stood pensively beside the stream, watching his reflection in the water; and then his long beak darted with incredible swiftness into the reeds, stabbing at the soft mud, and, turning his head, he tucked his legs under him and rose into the air, calling his plaintive note, and streaking for the south. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| ad92312 | La felicidad no es un bien que pueda atesorarse; es una manera de pensar, un estado de animo. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 316a176 | Good pictures, good furniture and fittings, are all sound investments. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| a6297f8 | We all of us have our particular devil who rides us and torments us, and we must give battle in the end. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 9eb74df | He travels the fastest who travels alone. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 3a5ca99 | I wondered why I had ever despised these things, why they had once seemed pitiful and absurd. I wondered why the placidity of a home seemed necessary to me now, and why I no longer yearned for the turmoil of a ship upon the sea. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| d97f62e | Once there had been a path across the mountains, and restlessness, and an urge to fight, and a dream of many women, and now there was a home that was my home, and peace, and relaxation, and no dreams but the reality of one woman. I did not know if it was I who had changed, or the world that had changed about me, but so it was, and I could not call back the dreams that had gone from me. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| df126b1 | The restlessness has gone, the indecision and also the great heights of exultation, the strange depths of desolation. I am secure now, and certain of myself. There is peace and contentment. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| f6378fd | The people don't want to be understood, it would spoil their sense of injustice. They revel in their wrongs | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 8c6d099 | The trouble is that goodness dies, and lies buried in the earth. Cleverness passes on and becomes degenerate. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 3707651 | Thinking never did anybody any good | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 3467b2d | What was John-Henry but the outcome of the years? | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 98726fd | Original proposals were much better. More genuine. Not like other people. Not like younger men who talked non sense probably not meaning half they said. Not like younger men being very incoherent, very passionate, swearing impossibilities. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 44a78d5 | He would stare down at us in our new world from a long-distant past--a past where men walked cloaked at night, and stood in the shadow of old doorways, a past of narrow stairways and dim dungeons, a past of whispers in the dark, of shimmering rapier blades, of silent, exquisite courtesy. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 14499d1 | All memories are bitter, and I prefer to ignore them. Something happened a year ago that altered my whole life, and I want to forget every phase in my existence up to that time. Those days are finished. They are blotted out. I must begin living all over again. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| f9d2574 | No shadows steal upon this hard glare, the stony vineyards shimmer in the sun and the bougainvillaea is white with dust. | Daphne du Maurier |