The perpetual hunger to be beautiful and that thirst to be loved which is the real curse of Eve.
Jean RhysEvery word I say has chains round its ankles; every thought I think is weighted with heavy weights.
Jean RhysThe perpetual hunger to be beautiful and that thirst to be loved which is the real curse of Eve.
Jean RhysEvery word I say has chains round its ankles; every thought I think is weighted with heavy weights.
Jean Rhys