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I have arranged my little life.

Jean Rhys

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Jean Rhys
Age: 88 †
Born: 1890
Born: August 24
Died: 1979
Died: May 14
Novelist
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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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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.
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There is no doubt that running away on a fresh, blue morning can be exhilarating.
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Age seldom arrives smoothly or quickly. It's more often a succession of jerks.
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Cold - cold as truth, cold as life. No, nothing can be as cold as life.
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...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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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I've been so ridiculous all my life that a little bit more or a little bit less hardly matters now.
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