Jean Rhys, Good Morning, Midnight Quotes

Now I no longer wish to be loved, beautiful, happy or successful. I want one thing and one thing only - to be left alone.

No past to make us sentimental, no future to embarrass us...a difficult moment when you are out of practice - a moment that makes you go cold, cold and wary.

I am empty of everything. I am empty of everything but the thin, frail ghosts in my room.

And then the days came when I was alone.

I want more of this feeling - fire and wings.

Even the one moment that you thought was your eternity fades out and is forgotten and dies.

I've had enough of these streets that sweat a cold, yellow slime, of hostile people, of crying myself to sleep every night. I've had enough of thinking, enough of remembering.

Quite alone. No voice, no touch, no hand....How long must I lie here? For ever? No, only for a couple of hundred years this time, miss....

May you tear each other to bits, you damned hyenas, and the quicker the better. Let it be destroyed. Let it happen. Let it end, this cold insanity.