Quote by Daphne du Maurier

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

“You understand now... how simple life becomes when things like mirrors are forgotten.”

— Daphne du Maurier

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

It wouldn't make for sanity would it, living with the devil.

— Daphne du Maurier

“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

“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

Women want love to be a novel, men a short story.

— Daphne du Maurier

“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

“Happy in his silence yet eager for his words.”

— Daphne du Maurier

“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

“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

“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