Jem was safe from her, and he would ride away with a song on his lips and a laugh at her expense, forgetful of her, and of his brother, and of God; while she dragged through the years, sullen and bitter, the stain of silence marking her, coming in the end to ridicule as a soured spinster who had been kissed once in her life and could not forget it.
Daphne du MaurierWhy, he wondered, should he remember her suddenly, on such a day, watching the rain falling on the apple trees?
Daphne du MaurierPeople who mattered could not take the humdrum world. But this was not the world, it was enchantment; and all of it was mine.
Daphne du MaurierThe urge to climb will never be explained. In olden days, perhaps it was a wish to reach the stars. Today, anyone so minded can buy a seat on a plane and feel himself master of the skies. Even so, he will not have rock under his feet, or air upon his face; nor will he know the silence that comes only on the hills.
Daphne du Maurier