“The following evening John left with Lady Shorne for the south of France, without so much as a word to me." Alexa felt as if she were hearing that fateful cliche for the first time. "Without so much as a… — Violet Trefusis Copy Share Image
The same word passed through three minds, simultaneously, philosophical, fatalistic, the eternal refuge of the Italian: Pazienza… — Violet Trefusis Copy Share Image
“Across my life only one word will be written: "waste" - waste of life, waste of talent, waste of enterprise.” — Violet Trefusis Copy Share Image
“He loved the interminable winter nights, when the dissatisfied wind mewed through the keyhole, and gusts of acrid smoke were driven down through the… — Violet Trefusis Copy Share Image
“His neglected heart, forsaken, isolated, was more lonely than the ace of hearts in the middle of a playing card.” — Violet Trefusis Copy Share Image
Be wicked, be brave, be drunk, be reckless, be dissolute, be despotic, be a suffragette, be anything you like, but for pity's sake be… — Violet Trefusis Copy Share Image
“Across my life only one work will be written: "waste" _ waste of love, waste of talent, waste of enterprise.” — Violet Trefusis Copy Share Image
Heaven preserve me from littleness and pleasantness and smoothness. Give me great glaring vices, and great glaring virtues, but preserve me from the neat… — Violet Trefusis Copy Share Image
Do you think that love has to be requited to be genuine? On the contrary, it thrives on indifference. — Violet Trefusis Copy Share Image
“Heaven preserve me from littleness and pleasantness and smoothness. Give me great glaring vices, and great glaring virtues, but preserve me from the neat… — Violet Trefusis Copy Share Image
You are my lover and I am your mistress and kingdoms and empires and governments have tottered and succumbed before now to that mighty… — Violet Trefusis Copy Share Image
