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“There are always two deaths, the real one and the one people know about.”
― Jean Rhys, Wide Sargasso Sea

“It may have been the light at 5:36 on a June evening or it may have been the smell of dust combined with sprinkler water or the sound of the neighbour kid screaming I'll kill you but suddenly it was like I was dying, the way I missed her. Like I was swooning, like I was going to fall over and pass out. It was like being shot in the back. It was such a surprise, but not a very good one. And then it went away. The way it does. But it exhausted me, like a seizure.”
― Miriam Toews, A Complicated Kindness

“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...”
― Jean Rhys, Good Morning, Midnight

“She was also incapacitated by much of daily life and had 'no aptitude whatsoever' for domesticity.”
― Sybille Bedford