Jean Rhys
Jean Rhys
Jean Rhys, CBE, born Ella Gwendolyn Rees Williams, was a mid-20th-century novelist who was born and grew up in the Caribbean island of Dominica, though she was mainly resident in England from the age of 16. She is best known for her novel Wide Sargasso Sea, written as a prequel to Charlotte Brontë's Jane Eyre...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth24 August 1894
beautiful destiny beautiful-things
Have all beautiful things sad destinies?
beautiful fire red
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.
beautiful real hunger
The perpetual hunger to be beautiful and that thirst to be loved which is the real curse of Eve.
beautiful nice swings
A room? A nice room? A beautiful room? A beautiful room with bath? Swing high, swing low, swing to and fro...This happened and that happened... And then the days came and I was alone.
beautiful hurt mean
But why do you want to talk to me?' He is going to say: 'Because you look so kind,' or 'Because you look so beautiful and kind,' or, subtly, 'Because you look as if you'll understand....' He says: 'Because I think you won't betray me.' I had meant to get this mean to talk to me and tell me all about it, and then be so devastatingly English that perhaps I should manage to hurt him a little in return for all the many times I've been hurt.... 'Because I think you won't betray me, because I think you won't betray me....' Now it won't be so easy.
beautiful successful wish
Now I no longer wish to be loved, beautiful, happy or successful. I want one thing and one thing only - to be left alone.
beautiful fall long
You can pretend for a long time, but one day it all falls away and you are alone. We are alone in the most beautiful place in the world...
english-novelist finds home homes takes
Reading makes immigrants of us all. It takes us away from home, but more important, it finds homes for us everywhere.
eagle growing sad string violin woman
I am sad, sad as a circus-lioness, sad as an eagle without wings, sad as a violin with only one string and one that is broken, sad as a woman who is growing old.
action
She haunted him, as an ungenerous action haunts one.
girl clothes cost
It's funny, he said, have you ever thought that a girl's clothes cost more than the girl inside them?
real two people
There are always two deaths, the real one and the one people know about.
book heaven solitude
Not that she objected to solitude. Quite the contrary. She had books, thank Heaven, quantities of books. All sorts of books.
children liars believe
Stephan was secretive and a liar, but he was a very gentle and expert lover. She was the petted, cherished child, the desired mistress, the worshipped, perfumed goddess. She was all these things to Stephan - or so he made her believe.