Totoro

“Jennifer had exactly five pounds, six shillings, and fourpence halfpenny when she left No. 7 Maple Street. She lugged her two suitcases along with her into various buses, and arrived at Paddington with three-quarters of an hour to wait before the twelve o’clock train should bear her away from London forever. Thirty-two shillings and sixpence of her capital went on her third-class ticket, and three shillings more on a cup of coffee, two rashers of bacon, and a banana, for she had eaten no breakfast. During this wait she had time to think over her crazy flight from the boardinghouse. It had been her home since she was six years old, and she had left her mother without one pang of regret. “I must be terribly unnatural,” thought Jennifer sadly. “But it can’t be helped. I was probably born without a heart; I believe some people are.” She”
― Daphne du Maurier, The Loving Spirit

“Often rebuked, yet always back returning To those first feelings that were born with me, And leaving busy chase of wealth and learning For idle dreams of things which cannot be; I’ll walk, but not in old heroic traces, And not in paths of high morality, And not among the half-distinguished faces, The clouded forms of long-past history. I’ll walk where my own nature would be leading; It vexes me to choose another guide: Where the grey flocks in ferny glens are feeding; Where the wild wind blows on the mountain side. E. BRONTË”
― Daphne du Maurier, The Loving Spirit

“تو مرا درک میکنی مادر.من میدانم که تو تنها کسی هستی که وجود این روح سرکش مرا درک میکنی. وقتی من بزرگ شدم,ما یک قایق برای خودمان خواهیم گرفت و در آن نشسته,خود را به دست باد رها خواهیم کرد. تو میدانی که من به هیچ چیز غیر از این فکر نمیکنم درست است؟ -بله جوزف. -میدانی مادر,من خیال ندارم مانند سامی و هربی, کنار پدر در کارخانه کار کنم. من میخواهم دریانورد بشوم. همانطور که بارها به تو گفته ام, روزی که بتوانم به خوبی یک قایق را هدایت کنم, تو آنروز در کنار من خواهی بود تا با خطرها و ماجراها روبه رو شویم قول میدهی که بیایی؟ -قول میدهم.”
― دافنه دوموريه, زنجيرعشق

“خانه ی توی کشور قدیمی یادت می آید؟ تو مرا تا هزار سال دوست داری؟" "تا ده هزار سال. تا ابد. زندگی بدون تو برای من هیچ ارزشی ندارد.چطور میتوانم ادامه دهم؟”
― sarah singleton, Century