He stood staring into the wood for a minute, then said: "What is it about the English countryside — why is the beauty so much more than visual? Why does it touch one so?" He sounded faintly sad. Perhaps he… — Dodie Smith Copy Share Image
“I glanced through another page in case I had missed something, and came to the description of Simon's face as he lay on the… — Dodie Smith Copy Share Image
They call them the haunted shores, these stretches of Devonshire and Cornwall and Ireland which rear up against the westward ocean. Mists gather here,… — Dodie Smith Copy Share Image
“Now, paper and pencils," said Miss Marcy, clapping her hands. Writing paper is scarce in this house, and I had no intention of tearing sheets out of this exercise book, which is a superb sixpenny one the Vicar gave me. In the end, Miss Marcy took the middle pages out of her library record, which gave us a pleasant feeling… — Dodie Smith Copy Share
It's odd how different a house feels when one is alone in it. It makes it easier to think rather private thoughts... — Dodie Smith Copy Share Image
Like many other much-loved humans, they believed that they owned their dogs, instead of realizing that their dogs owned them. — Dodie Smith Copy Share Image
“And I suspect that, to the eyes of love, love shows. I knew about you as well as about myself, almost from the beginning.” — Dodie Smith Copy Share Image
“What I'd really hate would be the settled feeling, with nothing but happiness to look forward to. Of course no life is perfectly happy- Rose's children will probably get ill, the servants may be difficult, perhaps dear Mrs. Cotton will prove to be the teeniest fly in the ointment. (I should like to know what fly was originally in what… — Dodie Smith Copy Share
Am I really admitting that my sister is determined to marry a man she has only seen once and doesn't much like the look… — Dodie Smith Copy Share Image
“There are some people who always find beauty makes them feel sadder, which is a very mysterious thing.” — Dodie Smith Copy Share Image
