The point is, life has to be endured, and lived. But how to live it is the problem.
Daphne du MaurierSo you see, when war comes to oneโs village, oneโs doorstep, it isnโt tragic and impersonal any longer. It is just an excuse to vomit private hatred. That is why I am not a great patriot.
Daphne du MaurierI could fight with the living but I could not fight the dead. If there was some woman in London that Maxim loved, someone he wrote to, visited, dined with, slept with, I could fight her. We would stand on common ground. I should not be afraid. Anger and jealousy were things that could be conquered. One day the woman would grow old or tired or different, and Maxim would not love her anymore. But Rebecca would never grow old. Rebecca would always be the same. And she and I could not fight. She was to strong for me.
Daphne du Maurier