Milena

“I have a new thing about living, it's not going to be the same any more. It's going to be more wonderful than anything has ever been. I'm so happy.'
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'This will hurt you, of course, but - I can't help that, I can't think of anyone but myself when I'm happy. You said I was always to think of myself.”
― Daphne du Maurier, Julius

“You know, I think she's terribly attractive, but when you dance with her she makes you feel she doesn't want you. It's as if she were tremendously alive and you were a piece of wood. And that's all wrong, because she obviously must hate pieces of wood - shes has such hot eyes.”
― Daphne du Maurier, Julius

“Why should you mind?' she said.
He brushed the remark away.
'How do you think I'm going to live if I'm never to be certain of you, day or night?' he said to her.
She shrugged her shoulders.
'It's not my affair if you choose to make a fool of yourself,' she told him.
There was a pause and then she said: 'You might have known this would happen. I'm nearly twenty-five, my life's my own, after all.”
― Daphne du Maurier, Julius

“She had played too long a part unworthy of her. She had consented to be the Dona her world had demanded – a superficial, lovely creature, who walked, and talked, and laughed, accepting praise and admiration with a shrug of the shoulder as natural homage to her beauty, careless, insolent, deliberately indifferent, and all the while another Dona, a strange, phantom Dona, peered at her from a dark mirror and was ashamed. This other self knew that life need not be bitter, nor worthless, nor bounded by a narrow casement, but could be limitless, infinite – that it meant suffering, and love, and danger, and sweetness, and more than this even, much more.”
― Daphne du Maurier, Frenchman's Creek