I found when I was a child that if I put the hurt into words, it would go. Jean Rhys More Quotes by Jean Rhys More Quotes From Jean Rhys If she says goodbye perhaps adieu. Adieu - like those old time songs she sang. Always adieu (and all songs say it). If she too says it, or weeps, I'll take her in my arms, my lunatic. She's mad but mine, mine. What will I care for gods or devils or for Fate itself. If she smiles or weeps or both. For me. Jean Rhys fate song goodbye I hadn't bargained for this. I didn't think it would be like this - shabby clothes, worn-out shoes, circles under your eyes, your hair getting straight and lanky, the way people look at you. ... I didn't think it would be like this Jean Rhys eye hair thinking Something in her brain that still remained calm told her that she was doing a very foolish thing indeed. Jean Rhys calm foolish brain For the first time she had dimly realized that only the hopeless are starkly sincere and that only the unhappy can either give or take sympathy--even some of the bitter and dangerous voluptuousness of misery. Jean Rhys unhappy giving firsts Human beings are struggling, and so they are egoists. But it's wrong to say that they are wholy cruel - it's a deformed view. Jean Rhys humans struggle views I sit at my window and the words fly past me like birds — with God's help I catch some. Jean Rhys helping bird past Yes, I am sad, sad as a circus-lioness, sad as an eagle without wings, sad as a violin with only one string and that one broken, sad as a woman who is growing old. Sad, sad, sad. Jean Rhys eagles broken wings Quite like old times,' the room says. Jean Rhys old-time rooms Some must cry so that others may be able to laugh the more heartily. Sacrifices are necessary. Jean Rhys sacrifice may laughing The musty smell, the bugs, the lonliness, this room, which is part of the street outside-this is all I want from life. Jean Rhys smell want rooms It's so easy to make a person who hasn't got anything seem wrong. Jean Rhys persons seems easy I have tried," I said, "but he does not believe me. It is too late for that now" (it is always too late for truth, I thought). Jean Rhys doe too-late believe She’ll have no lover, for I don’t want her and she’ll see no other. Jean Rhys lovers want that expression you get in your eyes when you are very tired and everything is like a dream and you are starting to know what things are like underneath what people say they are. Jean Rhys tired eye dream And I saw that all my life I had known that this was going to happen, and that I'd been afraid for a long time, I'd been afraid for a long time. There's fear, of course, with everybody. But now it had grown, it had grown gigantic; it filled me and it filled the whole world. Jean Rhys fear long world When he talked his eyes went away from mine and then he forced himself to look straight at me and he began to explain and I knew that he felt very strange with me and that he hated me, and it was funny sitting there and talking like that, knowing he hated me. Jean Rhys eye knowing talking They say when trouble comes close ranks, and so the white people did. Jean Rhys trouble white people She haunted him, as an ungenerous action haunts one. Jean Rhys action As soon as I turned the key I saw it hanging, the color of fire and sunset. the colour of flamboyant flowers. ‘If you are buried under a flamboyant tree, ‘ I said, ‘your soul is lifted up when it flowers. Everyone wants that.’ She shook her head but she did not move or touch me. Jean Rhys sunset flower moving Your red dress,’ she said, and laughed. But I looked at the dress on the floor and it was as if the fire had spread across the room. It was beautiful and it reminded me of something I must do. I will remember I thought. I will remember quite soon now. Jean Rhys fire dresses beautiful
