I could hear rain still pouring from the gutters and a thin branch scraping against one of the windows; but the church seemed completely cut off from the restless day outside--just as I felt cut off from the church. I thought: I am a restlessness inside a stillness inside a restlessness.
Dodie Smith... there is something revolting about the way girls' minds so often jump to marriage long before they jump to love. And most of those minds are shut to what marriage really means.
Dodie SmithMots clés marriage
Perhaps if I make myself write I shall find out what is wrong with me.
Dodie SmithMots clés writing
I found it quite easy to carry on a casual conversation it was as if my real feelings were down fathoms deep in my mind and what we said was just a feathery surface spray.
Dodie SmithOh I daresay she can't help it - she's one of the women who oughn't be loved too kindly when they are some primitive desire for brutality makes them try to provoke it.
Dodie SmithMots clés love
Why is summer mist romantic and autumn mist just sad?
Dodie SmithWe lose more women to marriage than war, famine, and disease.
Dodie SmithMots clés one-hundred-one-dalmations
Feeling like what, Cassandra Mortmain? Flat? Depressed? Empty? If so, why, pray?
I thought if I made myself write I should find out what is wrong with me, but I haven't, so far. Unless — could I possibly be jealous of Rose?
I will pause and search my innermost soul . . .
I have searched it for a solid five minutes. And I swear I am not jealous of Rose; [..]
While I have been writing I have lived in the past, the light of it has been all around me...
Dodie SmithWakings are the worst times - almost before my eyes are open a great weight seems to roll on to my heart.
Dodie SmithMots clés i-capture-the-castle dodie-smith
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