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
farewell bye greetings
Life was a series of greetings and farewells, one was always saying good-bye to something, to someone.
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.
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.
struggle fall thinking
Sometimes it’s a sort of indulgence to think the worst of ourselves. We say, ‘Now I have reached the bottom of the pit, now I can fall no further,’ and it is almost a pleasure to wallow in the darkness. The trouble is, it’s not true. There is no end to the evil in ourselves, just as there is no end to the good. It’s a matter of choice. We struggle to climb, or we struggle to fall. The thing is to discover which way we’re going.
laughter real laughing
Time will mellow it, make it a moment for laughter. But now it was not funny, now I did not laugh. It was not the future, it was the present. It was too vivid and too real.
problem
The point is, life has to be endured, and lived. But how to live it is the problem.
genius talent new-friends
I have no talent for making new friends, but oh such genius for fidelity to old ones.
thinking-of-you knowing waiting
I would have gone too but I wanted to come straight back to you.I kept thinking of you, waiting here, all by yourself, not knowing what was going to happen.
morning thinking people
If you think I'm one of those people who try to be funny at breakfast you're wrong. I'm invariably ill-tempered in the early morning.
dreamer enchanted
A dreamer, I walked enchanted, and nothing held me back.
adversity giving growth
I suppose sooner or later in the life of everyone comes a moment of trial. We all of us have our particular devil who rides us and torments us, and we must give battle in the end.
paris giving atmosphere
there's something about Paris that gives you a mental slap all the time, and you can't just sit still and do nothing. You've got to work, to keep up with the pace, the sting in the atmosphere.
sleep break-through routine
...the routine of life goes on, whatever happens, we do the same things, go through the little performance of eating, sleeping, washing. No crisis can break through the crust of habit.
travel
I wondered why it was that places are so much lovelier when one is alone.