Because I want to; because I must; because now and forever more this is where I belong to be. Daphne du Maurier More Quotes by Daphne du Maurier More Quotes From Daphne du Maurier He stole horses' you'll say to yourself, 'and he didn't care for women; and but for my pride I'd have been with him now. Daphne du Maurier horse care pride I felt rather exhausted, and wondered, rather shocked at my callous thought, why old people were sometimes such a strain. Worse than young children or puppies because one had to be polite. Daphne du Maurier puppy children people I thought of all those heroines of fiction who looked pretty when they cried, and what a contrast I must make with a blotched and swollen face, and red rims to my eyes. Daphne du Maurier red eye fiction Either you go to America with Mrs. Van Hopper or you come home to Manderley with me." "Do you mean you want a secretary or something?" "No, I'm asking you to marry me, you little fool. Daphne du Maurier home love relationship Watch that boy. He's going to startle somebody someday. Daphne du Maurier someday boys watches When she smiled it was as though she embraced the world. Daphne du Maurier world She had to live in this bright, red gabled house with the nurse until it was time for her to die... I thought how little we know about the feelings of old people. Children we understand, their fears and hopes and make-believe. Daphne du Maurier nurse believe children He lacked tenderness; he was rude; and he had more than a streak of cruelty in him; he was a thief and a liar. He stood for everything she feared and hated and despised; but she knew she could love him... This was no choice made with the mind. Daphne du Maurier choices-made rude liars You had to endure something yourself before it touched you. Daphne du Maurier touched endure People who mattered could not take the humdrum world. But this was not the world, it was enchantment; and all of it was mine. Daphne du Maurier enchantment people world We're not meant for happiness, you and I. Daphne du Maurier ...the routine of life goes on, whatever happens, we do the same things, go through the little performance of eating, sleeping, washing. No crisis can break through the crust of habit. Daphne du Maurier break-through routine sleep 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 to strong for me. Daphne du Maurier tired fighting strong He had the face of one who walks in his sleep, and for a wild moment the idea came to me that perhaps he was not normal, not altogether sane. There were people who had trances, I had surely heard of them, and they followed strange laws of which we could know nothing, they obeyed the tangled orders of their own sub-conscious minds. Perhaps he was one of them, and here we were within six feet of death. Daphne du Maurier law sleep order Jem was safe from her, and he would ride away with a song on his lips and a laugh at her expense, forgetful of her, and of his brother, and of God; while she dragged through the years, sullen and bitter, the stain of silence marking her, coming in the end to ridicule as a soured spinster who had been kissed once in her life and could not forget it. Daphne du Maurier brother song years No, Mary had no illusions about romance. Falling in love was a pretty name for it, that was all. Daphne du Maurier romance falling-in-love names We can see the film stars of yesterday in yesterday’s films, hear the voices of poest and singers on a record, keep the plays of dead dramatists upon our bookshelves, but the actor who holds his audience captive for one brief moment upon a lighted stage vanishes forever when the curtain falls. Daphne du Maurier stars play fall there's something about Paris that gives you a mental slap all the time, and you can't just sit still and do nothing. You've got to work, to keep up with the pace, the sting in the atmosphere. Daphne du Maurier atmosphere paris giving But I have had enough melodrama in this life, and would willingly give my five senses if they could ensure us our present peace and security. Happiness is not a possession to be prized, it is a quality of thought, a state of mind. Of course we have our moments of depression; but there are other moments too, when time, unmeasured by the clock, runs on into eternity and, catching his smile, I know we are together, we march in unison, no flash of thought or opinion makes a barrier between us. Daphne du Maurier mind running giving The peace of Manderley. The quietude and the grace. Whoever lived within its walls, whatever trouble there was and strife, however much uneasiness and pain, no matter what tears were shed, what sorrows borne, the peace of Manderley could not be broken or the loveliness destroyed. Daphne du Maurier wall pain broken
