Nothing left but hopelessness.' Say die and I will die. Say die and watch me die.
Nobody's hidden your dress, she said. It's hanging in the press. She lookked at me and said, I don't believe you know how long you've been here, you poor creature. On the contrary, I said, only I know...
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 migh...
If I was bound for hell, let it be hell. No more false heavens. No more damned magic.
I got quite used to changing that cheque, because you can get used to anything. You think: I'll never do that; and you find yourself doing it.
He was still looking steadily at her. His eyes were clear, cool and hard, but something in the depths of them flickered and shifted. She thought: 'He'd take any advantage he could -- fair or unfair. C...
He had discovered that people who allow themselves to be blown about by the winds of emotion and impulse are always unhappy people.
An anxious expression spread over his face as he thought to himself that the time was coming when he would have to give up this comfort, and then that comfort, until God knew what would be the end of...
All through the meal Mr Horsfield talked without thinking of what he was saying. He was full of an absurd feeling of expectancy.
She had ignored the Heidlers because she realized that she could afford to display coldness, and that no good ever comes from being too polite.
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.
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. Isn't it so, Mr Blank? There must be the dark background to show up the bright colours...
Just you touch me once. You’ll soon see if I’m a damn coward like you are.
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 mi...
But they left their treasure, gold and more gold. Some of it is found- but the finders never tell, because you see they’d only get one-third then: that’s the law of treasure. They want it all, so neve...
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 ski...
A room is, after all, a place where you hide from the wolves. That's all any room is.
Her waist goes in , her hips come out, her long black hair is coiled into a smooth bun on the top of her round head. She is very restful to the tired eye.
There is no looking-glass here and I don't know what I am like now. I remember watching myself brush my hair and how my eyes looked back at me. The girl I saw was myself yet not quite myself. Long ago...
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...