Jean Rhys famous quotes

Of course she had some pathetic illusions about herself or she would not be able to go on living.
-- Jean Rhys

#Goes On #Able #Illusion

I would never be part of anything. I would never really belong anywhere, and I knew it, and all my life would be the same, trying to belong, and failing. Always something would go wrong. I am a stranger and I always will be, and after all I didn’t really care.
-- Jean Rhys

#Trying #Would Be #Care

My life, which seems so simple and monotonous, is really a complicated affair of cafés where they like me and cafés where they don't, streets that are friendly, streets that aren't, rooms where I might be happy, rooms where I shall never be, looking-glasses I look nice in, looking-glasses I don't, dresses that will be lucky, dresses that won't, and so on.
-- Jean Rhys

#Nice #Simple #Glasses

The feeling of Sunday is the same everywhere, heavy, melancholy, standing still.
-- Jean Rhys

#Friday #Sunday #Feelings

A room is, after all, a place where you hide from the wolves. That's all any room is.
-- Jean Rhys

#Rooms

I hated the mountains and the hills, the rivers and the rain. I hated the sunsets of whatever colour, I hated its beauty and its magic and the secret I would never know. I hated its indifference and the cruelty which was part of its loveliness. Above all I hated her. For she belonged to the magic and the loveliness. She had left me thirsty and all my life would be thirst and longing for what I had lost before I found it.
-- Jean Rhys

#Rain #Sunset #Rivers

All of writing is a huge lake. There are great rivers that feed the lake, like Tolstoy or Dostoyevsky. And then there are mere trickles, like Jean Rhys. All that matters is feeding the lake. I don't matter. The lake matters. You must keep feeding the lake.
-- Jean Rhys

#Writing #Lakes #Rivers

Today I must be very careful, today I have left my armor at home.
-- Jean Rhys

#Home #Armor #Today

You can pretend for a long time, but one day it all falls away and you are alone. We are alone in the most beautiful place in the world...
-- Jean Rhys

#Beautiful #Fall #Long

I am the only real truth I know.
-- Jean Rhys

#Real #Acceptance

Only the magic and the dream are true — all the rest's a lie.
-- Jean Rhys

#Dream #Lying #Magic

No past to make us sentimental, no future to embarrass us...a difficult moment when you are out of practice - a moment that makes you go cold, cold and wary.
-- Jean Rhys

#Past #Practice #Sentimental

What you take to be hyprocrisy is sometimes a certain caution, sometimes genuine, though ponderous, childish, sometimes a mixture of both.
-- Jean Rhys

#Mixtures #Sometimes #Genuine

But they never last, the golden days. And it can be sad, the sun in the afternoon, can't it? Yes, it can be sad, the afternoon sun, sad and frightening.
-- Jean Rhys

#Afternoon #Golden #Lasts

But why do you want to talk to me?' He is going to say: 'Because you look so kind,' or 'Because you look so beautiful and kind,' or, subtly, 'Because you look as if you'll understand....' He says: 'Because I think you won't betray me.' I had meant to get this mean to talk to me and tell me all about it, and then be so devastatingly English that perhaps I should manage to hurt him a little in return for all the many times I've been hurt.... 'Because I think you won't betray me, because I think you won't betray me....' Now it won't be so easy.
-- Jean Rhys

#Beautiful #Hurt #Mean

She had left me thirsty and all my life would be thirst and longing for what I had lost before I found it.
-- Jean Rhys

#Would Be #Longing #Thirsty

I have been here five days. I have decided on a place to eat in at midday, a place to eat in at night, a place to have my drink in after dinner. I have arranged my little life.
-- Jean Rhys

#Night #Littles #Dinner

I'm no use to anybody,' I say. 'I'm a cérébrale, can't you see that?' Thinking how funny a book would be, called 'Just a Cérébrale or You Can't Stop Me From Dreaming'. Only, of course, to be accepted as authentic, to carry any conviction, it would have to be written by a man. What a pity, what a pity!
-- Jean Rhys

#Dream #Book #Men

Yes, I am sad, sad as a circus-lioness, sad as an eagle without wings, sad as a violin with only one string and that one broken, sad as a woman who is growing old. Sad, sad, sad...
-- Jean Rhys

#Wings #Eagles #Broken

Some must cry so that others may be able to laugh the more heartily. Sacrifices are necessary...
-- Jean Rhys

#Sacrifice #Laughing #May

Every word I say has chains round its ankles; every thought I think is weighted with heavy weights. Since I was born, hasn't every word I've said, every thought I've thought, everything I've done, been tied up, weighted, chained? And mind you, I know that with all this I don't succeed. Or I succeed in flashes only too damned well. ...But think how hard I try and how seldom I dare. Think - and have a bit of pity. That is, if you ever think, you apes, which I doubt.
-- Jean Rhys

#Thinking #Mind #Doubt

It is strange how sad it can be - sunlight in the afternoon, don't you think?
-- Jean Rhys

#Thinking #Afternoon #Strange

I took the red dress down and put it against myself. 'Does it make me look intemperate and unchaste?' I said.
-- Jean Rhys

#Dresses #Doe #Looks

Now at last I know why I was brought here and what I have to do.
-- Jean Rhys

#Lasts

We can't all be happy, we can't all be rich, we can't all be lucky - and it would be so much less fun if we were... There must be the dark background to show up the bright colours.
-- Jean Rhys

#Life #Fun #Dark

You imagine the carefully pruned, shaped thing that is presented to you is truth. That is just what it isn't. The truth is improbable, the truth is fantastic; it's in what you think is a distorting mirror that you see the truth.
-- Jean Rhys

#Thinking #Mirrors #Imagine

They say when trouble comes close ranks, and so the white people did.
-- Jean Rhys

#White #People #Trouble

Quite like old times,' the room says.
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#Rooms #Old Time

I didn't know, I didn't know, I didn't know.
-- Jean Rhys

The rumble of the life outside was like the sound of the sea which was rising gradually around her.
-- Jean Rhys

#Sea #Sound #Rising

If all good, respectable people had one face, I'd spit in it.
-- Jean Rhys

#People #Faces #Spit

Would you like a whiskey?' I say. 'I've got some.' (That's original. I bet nobody's ever thought of that way of bridging the gap before.)
-- Jean Rhys

#Gaps #Way #Whiskey

And what does anyone know about traitors, or why Judas did what he did?
-- Jean Rhys

#Betrayal #Doe #Traitor

...I know all about myself now, I know. You've told me so often. You haven't left me one rag of illusion to clothe myself in.
-- Jean Rhys

#Rags #Illusion

Now I no longer wish to be loved, beautiful, happy or successful. I want one thing and one thing only - to be left alone.
-- Jean Rhys

#Beautiful #Successful #Wish

If I was bound for hell, let it be hell. No more false heaven. No more damned magic.
-- Jean Rhys

#Heaven #Magic #Hell

I sit at my window and the words fly past me like birds — with God's help I catch some.
-- Jean Rhys

#Past #Bird #Helping

I hadn't bargained for this. I didn't think it would be like this - shabby clothes, worn-out shoes, circles under your eyes, your hair getting straight and lanky, the way people look at you. ... I didn't think it would be like this
-- Jean Rhys

#Eye #Thinking #Hair

Everything tender and melancholy - as life is sometimes, just for one moment.
-- Jean Rhys

#Sometimes #Life Is #Melancholy

Even the one moment that you thought was your eternity fades out and is forgotten and dies.
-- Jean Rhys

#Forgotten #Moments #Eternity

I want more of this feeling - fire and wings.
-- Jean Rhys

#Fire #Wings #Feelings

I am sad, sad as a circus-lioness...
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#Lioness #Circus

Age seldom arrives smoothly or quickly. It's more often a succession of jerks.
-- Jean Rhys

#Age #Aging #Jerk

Have all beautiful things sad destinies?
-- Jean Rhys

#Beautiful #Destiny #Beautiful Things

Next week, or next month, or next year I will kill myself. But I might as well last out my month's rent, which has been paid up ...
-- Jean Rhys

#Suicidal #Years #Lasts

All of a writer that matters is in the book or books. It is idiotic to be curious about the person.
-- Jean Rhys

#Book #Writing #Matter

The perpetual hunger to be beautiful and that thirst to be loved which is the real curse of Eve.
-- Jean Rhys

#Beautiful #Real #Hunger

As it was in the beginning, ... is now, and ever shall be, world without end.
-- Jean Rhys

#World #Ends

Cold - cold as truth, cold as life. No, nothing can be as cold as life.
-- Jean Rhys

#Weather #Cold

I long to be ... Like Other People! The extraordinary, ungetatable, oddly cruel Other People, with their way of wantonly hurting and then accusing you of being thin-skinned, sulky, vindictive or ridiculous.
-- Jean Rhys

#Hurt #Long #People

I think that the desire to be cruel and to hurt (with words because any other way might be dangerous to ourself) is part of human nature. Parties are battles (most parties), a conversation is a duel (often). Everybody's trying to hurt first, to get in the dig that will make him or her feel superior, feel triumph.
-- Jean Rhys

#Hurt #Party #Thinking

Love was a terrible thing. You poisoned it and stabbed at it and knocked it down into the mud - well down - and it got up and staggered on, bleeding and muddy and awful. Like - like Rasputin.
-- Jean Rhys

#Rasputin #Down And #Awful

The woman had a humble, cringing manner. Of course, she had discovered that, having neither money nor virtue, she had better be humble if she knew what was good for her.
-- Jean Rhys

#Humble #Humility #Be Humble

very few people change after well say seven or seventeen. Not really. They get more this or more that and of course look a bit different. But inside they are the same.
-- Jean Rhys

#Change #People #Different

before I could read, almost a baby, I imagined that God, this strange thing or person I heard about, was a book.
-- Jean Rhys

#Baby #Book #Strange

There is no doubt that running away on a fresh, blue morning can be exhilarating.
-- Jean Rhys

#Running #Morning #Adventure

London is like a cold dark dream sometimes.
-- Jean Rhys

#Dream #Dark #London

I have arranged my little life.
-- Jean Rhys

#Littles

And then the days came when I was alone.
-- Jean Rhys

I often want to cry. That is the only advantage women have over men — at least they can cry.
-- Jean Rhys

#Men #Want #Cry

I found when I was a child that if I put the hurt into words, it would go.
-- Jean Rhys

#Hurt #Children #Healing

When I think about it, if I had to choose, I'd rather be happy than write.
-- Jean Rhys

#Writing #Thinking

There is always the other side, always.
-- Jean Rhys

#Sides

I am empty of everything. I am empty of everything but the thin, frail ghosts in my room.
-- Jean Rhys

#Rooms #Ghost #Empty

One realized all sorts of things. The value of an illusion, for instance, and that the shadow can be more important than the substance. All sorts of things.
-- Jean Rhys

#Shadow #Important #Substance

I watched her die many times. In my way, not in hers. In sunlight, in shadow, by moonlight, by candlelight. In the long afternoons when the house was empty. Only the sun was there to keep us company. We shut him out. And why not? Very soon she was as eager for what's called loving as I was - more lost and drowned afterwards.
-- Jean Rhys

#Long #House #Shadow

If she says goodbye perhaps adieu. Adieu - like those old time songs she sang. Always adieu (and all songs say it). If she too says it, or weeps, I'll take her in my arms, my lunatic. She's mad but mine, mine. What will I care for gods or devils or for Fate itself. If she smiles or weeps or both. For me.
-- Jean Rhys

#Goodbye #Song #Fate

I like shape very much. A novel has to have shape, and life doesn't have any.
-- Jean Rhys

#Shapes #Novel

A room? A nice room? A beautiful room? A beautiful room with bath? Swing high, swing low, swing to and fro...This happened and that happened... And then the days came and I was alone.
-- Jean Rhys

#Beautiful #Nice #Swings

The musty smell, the bugs, the lonliness, this room, which is part of the street outside-this is all I want from life.
-- Jean Rhys

#Smell #Want #Rooms

Every word I say has chains round its ankles; every thought I think is weighted with heavy weights.
-- Jean Rhys

#Thinking #Ankles #Weight

It's so easy to make a person who hasn't got anything seem wrong.
-- Jean Rhys

#Easy #Persons

It was the darkness that got you. It was heavy darkness, greasy and compelling. It made walls round you, and shut you in so that you felt like you could not breathe.
-- Jean Rhys

#Wall #Darkness #Breathe

She haunted him, as an ungenerous action haunts one.
-- Jean Rhys

#Action

...morbidly, attracted him to strangeness, to recklessnesss, even unhappiness.
-- Jean Rhys

#Unhappiness

He had discovered that people who allow themselves to be blown about by the winds of emotion and impulse are always unhappy people.
-- Jean Rhys

#Wind #People #Unhappy

Something in her brain that still remained calm told her that she was doing a very foolish thing indeed.
-- Jean Rhys

#Brain #Calm #Foolish

For the first time she had dimly realized that only the hopeless are starkly sincere and that only the unhappy can either give or take sympathy--even some of the bitter and dangerous voluptuousness of misery.
-- Jean Rhys

#Giving #Unhappy #Firsts

As soon as I turned the key I saw it hanging, the color of fire and sunset. the colour of flamboyant flowers. ‘If you are buried under a flamboyant tree, ‘ I said, ‘your soul is lifted up when it flowers. Everyone wants that.’ She shook her head but she did not move or touch me.
-- Jean Rhys

#Moving #Flower #Sunset

Not that she objected to solitude. Quite the contrary. She had books, thank Heaven, quantities of books. All sorts of books.
-- Jean Rhys

#Book #Heaven #Solitude

There are always two deaths, the real one and the one people know about.
-- Jean Rhys

#Real #Two #People

It's funny, he said, have you ever thought that a girl's clothes cost more than the girl inside them?
-- Jean Rhys

#Girl #Clothes #Cost

Stephan was secretive and a liar, but he was a very gentle and expert lover. She was the petted, cherished child, the desired mistress, the worshipped, perfumed goddess. She was all these things to Stephan - or so he made her believe.
-- Jean Rhys

#Children #Liars #Believe

Your red dress,’ she said, and laughed. But I looked at the dress on the floor and it was as if the fire had spread across the room. It was beautiful and it reminded me of something I must do. I will remember I thought. I will remember quite soon now.
-- Jean Rhys

#Beautiful #Fire #Dresses

Life if curious when reduced to its essentials
-- Jean Rhys

#Essentials #Curious

I've been so ridiculous all my life that a little bit more or a little bit less hardly matters now.
-- Jean Rhys

#Littles #Matter #Ridiculous

And I saw that all my life I had known that this was going to happen, and that I'd been afraid for a long time, I'd been afraid for a long time. There's fear, of course, with everybody. But now it had grown, it had grown gigantic; it filled me and it filled the whole world.
-- Jean Rhys

#Fear #Long #World

When he talked his eyes went away from mine and then he forced himself to look straight at me and he began to explain and I knew that he felt very strange with me and that he hated me, and it was funny sitting there and talking like that, knowing he hated me.
-- Jean Rhys

#Eye #Knowing #Talking

Something came out from my heart into my throat and then into my eyes.
-- Jean Rhys

#Heart #Eye #My Heart

It was like letting go and falling back into water and seeing yourself grinning up through the water, your face like a mask, and seeing the bubbles coming up as if you were trying to speak from under the water. And how do you know what it's like to try to speak from under water when you're drowned?
-- Jean Rhys

#Letting Go #Fall #Water

Soon he'll come in again and kiss me, but differently. He'll be different and so I'll be different. It'll be different. I thought, 'It'll be different, different. It must be different.
-- Jean Rhys

#Kissing #Different #Kiss Me

The last time you were happy about nothing; the first time you were afraid about nothing. Which came first?
-- Jean Rhys

#Lasts #Firsts #First Time

When you are a child you are yourself and you know and see everything prophetically. And then suddenly something happens and you stop being yourself; you become what others force you to be. You lose your wisdom and your soul.
-- Jean Rhys

#Being Yourself #Children #Soul

After all this, what happened? What happened was that, as soon as I had the slightest chance of a place to hide in, I crept into it and hid. Well, sometimes it's a fine day isn't it? Sometimes the skies are blue. Sometimes the air is light, easy to breathe. And there is always tomorrow...
-- Jean Rhys

#Sky #Light #Air

that expression you get in your eyes when you are very tired and everything is like a dream and you are starting to know what things are like underneath what people say they are.
-- Jean Rhys

#Dream #Tired #Eye

I must write. If I stop writing my life will have been an abject failure. It is that already to other people. But it could be an abject failure to myself. I will not have earned death.
-- Jean Rhys

#Writing #People

Blot out the moon, Pull down the stars. Love in the dark, for we're for the dark So soon, so soon.
-- Jean Rhys

#Stars #Dark #Moon

She’ll have no lover, for I don’t want her and she’ll see no other.
-- Jean Rhys

#Want #Lovers

I have tried," I said, "but he does not believe me. It is too late for that now" (it is always too late for truth, I thought).
-- Jean Rhys

#Believe #Doe #Too Late

Sometimes the Earth trembles; sometimes you can feel it breathe.
-- Jean Rhys

#Earth #Sometimes #Breathe