Every moment was a precious thing, having in it the essence of finality. — Daphne du Maurier Copy Share Image
Time will mellow it, make it a moment for laughter. But now it was not funny, now I did not laugh. It… — Daphne du Maurier Copy Share Image
If only there could be an invention that bottled up a memory, like scent. And it never faded, and it never got… — Daphne du Maurier Copy Share Image
The moment of crisis had come, and I must face it. My old fears, my diffidence, my shyness, my hopeless sense of… — Daphne du Maurier Copy Share Image
I suppose sooner or later in the life of everyone comes a moment of trial. We all of us have our particular… — Daphne du Maurier Copy Share Image
We know one another. This is the present. There is no past and no future. Here I am washing my hands, and… — Daphne du Maurier Copy Share Image
“Of course we have our moments of depression; but there are other moments too, when time, unmeasured by the clock, runs on… — Daphne du Maurier Copy Share Image
“There was silence between them for moment, and she wondered if all women, when in love, were torn between two impulses, a… — Daphne du Maurier Copy Share Image
But I have had enough melodrama in this life, and would willingly give my five senses if they could ensure us our… — Daphne du Maurier Copy Share Image
We can see the film stars of yesterday in yesterday’s films, hear the voices of poest and singers on a record, keep… — Daphne du Maurier Copy Share Image
He had the face of one who walks in his sleep, and for a wild moment the idea came to me that… — Daphne du Maurier Copy Share Image
He lacked tenderness; he was rude; and he had more than a streak of cruelty in him; he was a thief and a liar.… — Daphne du Maurier Copy Share
“You understand now... how simple life becomes when things like mirrors are forgotten.” — Daphne du Maurier Copy Share
I could fight with the living but I could not fight the dead. If there was some woman in London that Maxim loved, someone… — Daphne du Maurier Copy Share
“The only time I got into trouble was when I forged M's signature on the weekly report we had to take home every Friday… — Daphne du Maurier Copy Share
“They are not brave, the days when we are twenty-one. They are full of little cowardices, little fears without foundation, and one is so… — Daphne du Maurier Copy Share
“We all of us have our particular devil who ruses us and torments us, and we must give battle in the end.” — Daphne du Maurier Copy Share
“There have been men in arid deserts where the sun has so disfigured them that they have become things of horror – parched and… — Daphne du Maurier Copy Share
“Packing up. The nagging worry of departure. When shutting drawers and flinging wide an hotel wardrobe, or the impersonal shelves of a furnished villa,… — Daphne du Maurier Copy Share
“And perhaps one day, in after years, someone would wander there and listen to the silence, as she had done, and catch the whisper… — Daphne du Maurier Copy Share
“You thought I was mad. Perhaps I was. Perhaps I am. It doesn't make for sanity, does it, living with the devil.” — Daphne du Maurier Copy Share
“many impressions to seize and hold, familiar loved façades, balconies, windows, water lapping the cellar steps of decaying palaces, the little red house where… — Daphne du Maurier Copy Share
