Jean Rhys

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I like shape very much. A novel has to have shape, and life doesn't have any

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There are always two deaths, the real one and the one people know about

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Something came out from my heart into my throat and then into my eyes

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Not that she objected to solitude. Quite the contrary. She had books, thank Heaven, quantities of books. All sorts of books

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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