She’ll have no lover, for I don’t want her and she’ll see no other. — Jean Rhys Lover Copy Share Image
“If I was bound for hell, let it be hell. No more false heavens. No more damned magic.” — Jean Rhys Hell Copy Share Image
Even the one moment that you thought was your eternity fades out and is forgotten and dies. — Jean Rhys Copy Share Image
And what does anyone know about traitors, or why Judas did what he did? — Jean Rhys Betrayal Copy Share Image
Cold - cold as truth, cold as life. No, nothing can be as cold as life. — Jean Rhys Cold Copy Share Image
Now I no longer wish to be loved, beautiful, happy or successful. I want one thing and one thing only - to… — Jean Rhys Beautiful Copy Share Image
“We'll put Mado on the joy wheel, and watch her being banged about a bit. Well, she ought to amuse us sometimes;… — Jean Rhys Copy Share Image
We can't all be happy, we can't all be rich, we can't all be lucky - and it would be so much… — Jean Rhys Copy Share Image
“Everything in their whole bloody world is a cliché. Everything is born out of a cliché, rests on a cliché, survives by… — Jean Rhys Cliche Copy Share Image
“Quite alone. No voice, no touch, no hand…How long must I lie here? For ever? No, only for a couple of hundred… — Jean Rhys Alone Copy Share Image
Of course she had some pathetic illusions about herself or she would not be able to go on living. — Jean Rhys Copy Share Image
One realized all sorts of things. The value of an illusion, for instance, and that the shadow can be more important than… — Jean Rhys Illusion Copy Share Image
Next week, or next month, or next year I will kill myself. But I might as well last out my month's rent,… — Jean Rhys Copy Share Image
“The house was burning, the yellow-red sky was like the sunset...Nothing would be left, the golden ferns and the silver ferns, the… — Jean Rhys Copy Share Image
Your red dress,’ she said, and laughed. But I looked at the dress on the floor and it was as if the… — Jean Rhys Beautiful Copy Share Image
And I saw that all my life I had known that this was going to happen, and that I'd been afraid for… — Jean Rhys Fear Copy Share Image
“Lois doesn't want to be given away; she doesn't want anybody to know, and I assure you that that's all she cares… — Jean Rhys Copy Share Image
For the first time she had dimly realized that only the hopeless are starkly sincere and that only the unhappy can either… — Jean Rhys Copy Share Image
“She watched through a slight mist a party of people who had just come into the restaurant, the movements of arms taking… — Jean Rhys Copy Share Image
“If I was bound for hell, let it be hell. No more false heavens. No more damned magic. You hate me and… — Jean Rhys Hatred Copy Share Image
“Justice," she said. " I've heard that word. It's a cold world. I tried it out," she said, still speaking in that… — Jean Rhys Cold world Copy Share Image
...morbidly, attracted him to strangeness, to recklessnesss, even unhappiness. — Jean Rhys Sadness Copy Share Image
When I think about it, if I had to choose, I'd rather be happy than write. — Jean Rhys Copy Share Image
The feeling of Sunday is the same everywhere, heavy, melancholy, standing still. — Jean Rhys Copy Share Image
There is no doubt that running away on a fresh, blue morning can be exhilarating. — Jean Rhys Adventure Copy Share Image
If I was bound for hell, let it be hell. No more false heaven. No more damned magic. — Jean Rhys Bounds Copy Share Image
“I have been too unhappy, I thought, it cannot last, being so unhappy, it would kill you” — Jean Rhys Thought Copy Share Image
“You surpise me, because people nearly always force you to ask, don't they?” — Jean Rhys Copy Share Image
“Nothing left but hopelessness.' Say die and I will die. Say die and watch me die.” — Jean Rhys Hopelessness Copy Share Image
Everything tender and melancholy - as life is sometimes, just for one moment. — Jean Rhys Life Copy Share Image
They say when trouble comes close ranks, and so the white people did. — Jean Rhys People Copy Share Image
I sit at my window and the words fly past me like birds — with God's help I catch some. — Jean Rhys Bird Copy Share Image
I am empty of everything. I am empty of everything but the thin, frail ghosts in my room. — Jean Rhys Copy Share Image
A room is, after all, a place where you hide from the wolves. That's all any room is. — Jean Rhys Copy Share Image
