Daphne du Maurier
Daphne du Maurier
Dame Daphne du Maurier, Lady Browning DBEwas an English author and playwright...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth13 May 1907
book simple luxury
But luxury has never appealed to me, I like simple things, books, being alone, or with somebody who understands.
second-chance return chance
There is no going back in life. There is no return. No second chance.
women judging want
Women want love to be a novel, men a short story.
time past hands
We know one another. This is the present. There is no past and no future. Here I am washing my hands, and the cracked mirror shows me to myself, suspended as it were, in time; this is me, this moment will not pass.
sunshine yesterday shadow
We are all ghosts of yesterday, and the phantom of tomorrow awaits us alike in sunshine or in shadow, dimly perceived at times, never entirely lost.
farewell bye greetings
Life was a series of greetings and farewells, one was always saying good-bye to something, to someone.
life wall people
I wondered how many people there were in the world who suffered, and continued to suffer, because they could not break out from their own web of shyness and reserve, and in their blindness and folly built up a great distorted wall in front of them that hid the truth.
first-love time-and-love fever
I am glad it cannot happen twice, the fever of first love. For it is a fever, and a burden, too, whatever the poets may say.
dark moon blood
The road to Manderley lay ahead. There was no moon. The sky above our heads was inky black. But the sky on the horizon was not dark at all. It was shot with crimson, like a splash of blood. And the ashes blew towards us with the salt wind from the sea.
beach book writing
Writing every book is like a purge; at the end of it one is empty ... like a dry shell on the beach, waiting for the tide to come in again.
feel-better men tea
Nothing like a cup of tea to make a person feel better, man or woman.
writing belief should
Writers should be read, but neither seen nor heard.
funny hilarious sweet
Men are simpler than you imagine my sweet child. But what goes on in the twisted, tortuous minds of women would baffle anyone.
boredom antidote
Boredom is a pleasing antidote for fear