Quotes by : Jean Rhys

Lies are never forgotten, they go on and they grow

Left alone, Miss Verney felt so old, lonely and helpless that she began to cry. No builder would tackle....

I've had enough of these streets that sweat a cold, yellow slime, of hostile people, of crying myself....

Have all beautiful things sad destinies?

Something came out from my heart into my throat and then into my eyes.

It's funny, he said, have you ever thought that a girl's clothes cost more than the girl inside them?....

At twenty-four she imagined with dread that she was growing old.

For the first time she had dimly realized that only the hopeless are starkly sincere and that only the....

Well, that was the end of me, the real end. Two pound ten every Tuesday and a room of the Gray's Inn....

I am empty of everything. I am empty of everything but the thin, frail ghosts in my room.