I have tried," I said, "but he does not believe me. It is too late for that now" (it is always too late for truth, I thought).
Jean RhysWhen he talked his eyes went away from mine and then he forced himself to look straight at me and he began to explain and I knew that he felt very strange with me and that he hated me, and it was funny sitting there and talking like that, knowing he hated me.
Jean RhysThe last time you were happy about nothing; the first time you were afraid about nothing. Which came first?
Jean Rhys