“And yet as my eyes turned to Stephen facing the sunrise from Simon in the darkness of my mind, it was as if Simon had been the living face and Stephen's the one I was imagining - or a photograph,… — 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… — Dodie Smith Copy Share Image
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-… — Dodie Smith Copy Share Image
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
