She knew that this was happiness, this was living as she had always wished to live.
Daphne du MaurierHe lacked tenderness; he was rude; and he had more than a streak of cruelty in him; he was a thief and a liar. He stood for everything she feared and hated and despised; but she knew she could love him... This was no choice made with the mind.
Daphne du MaurierNo, Mary had no illusions about romance. Falling in love was a pretty name for it, that was all.
Daphne du MaurierLooking from the window at the fantastic light and colour of my glittering fairy-world of fact that holds no tenderness, no quietude, I long suddenly for peace, for understanding.
Daphne du Maurier