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

Jean Rhys

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Jean Rhys
Age: 88 †
Born: 1890
Born: August 24
Died: 1979
Died: May 14
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Ella Gwendolen Rees Williams
Ella Rees Williams
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As it was in the beginning, ... is now, and ever shall be, world without end.
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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?
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Cold - cold as truth, cold as life. No, nothing can be as cold as life.
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before I could read, almost a baby, I imagined that God, this strange thing or person I heard about, was a book.
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The rumble of the life outside was like the sound of the sea which was rising gradually around her.
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