Quote by Jean Rhys Download Open image ““Can I help it if my heart beats, if my hands go cold?”” — Jean Rhys ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.0 out of 5 (5 ratings) Copy quoteShare
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“People walk arm in arm; when icy cold shows them the way.” — sir kristian goldmund aumann Copy Share Image
“Nine, how your hands are always cold, but they are the warmest touch I've ever felt.” — Theresa Paolo Copy Share Image
“You can take my heart, you can take my breath when you pry it from my cold, dead chest.” — Skillet Copy Share Image
“I like to think I’m the right amount of cold. That way, no one can hurt me.” — Zoraida Córdova 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
As soon as I turned the key I saw it hanging, the color of fire and sunset. the colour of flamboyant flowers. ‘If you… — Jean Rhys Copy Share Image
Human beings are struggling, and so they are egoists. But it's wrong to say that they are wholy cruel - it's a deformed view. — Jean Rhys Copy Share Image
“THe room was large and low-ceilinged, the striped wallpaper faded to inoffensiveness. A huge dark wardrobe faced a huge dark bed. The rest of… — Jean Rhys Copy Share Image
There is no doubt that running away on a fresh, blue morning can be exhilarating. — Jean Rhys Copy Share Image
Blot out the moon, Pull down the stars. Love in the dark, for we're for the dark So soon, so soon. — Jean Rhys Copy Share Image
“But in the daytime it was all right. And when you'd had a drink you knew it was the best way to live in… — Jean Rhys Copy Share Image
Everything tender and melancholy - as life is sometimes, just for one moment. — Jean Rhys Copy Share Image
“You are walking along a road peacefully. You trip. You fall into blackness. That's the past - or perhaps the future. And you know… — Jean Rhys Copy Share Image
“She spent the foggy day in endless, aimless walking, for it seemed to her that if she moved quickly enough she would escape the… — Jean Rhys Copy Share Image
