Every word I say has chains round its ankles; every thought I think is weighted with heavy weights.
Jean Rhys...morbidly, attracted him to strangeness, to recklessnesss, even unhappiness.
Jean RhysHe had discovered that people who allow themselves to be blown about by the winds of emotion and impulse are always unhappy people.
Jean RhysThe rumble of the life outside was like the sound of the sea which was rising gradually around her.
Jean RhysWhat you take to be hyprocrisy is sometimes a certain caution, sometimes genuine, though ponderous, childish, sometimes a mixture of both.
Jean RhysI wanted it-like iron.
Jean RhysIt was the darkness that got you. It was heavy darkness, greasy and compelling. It made walls round you, and shut you in so that you felt like you could not breathe.
Jean RhysShe haunted him, as an ungenerous action haunts one.
Jean RhysThe musty smell, the bugs, the lonliness, this room, which is part of the street outside-this is all I want from life.
Jean Rhys...I know all about myself now, I know. You've told me so often. You haven't left me one rag of illusion to clothe myself in.
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