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struggling at length to blind unreasoning panic |
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| Written by Diana, on 15-04-1998 23:00 |
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"We can never go back again, that much is curtain. The past is still too close to us. The things we have tried to forget and put behind us stir again, and that sense of fear, of furtive unrest, struggling at length to blind unreasoning panic - now mercifully stilled, thank God - might in some manner unforeseen become a living companion, as it had been before..."
An excerpt from Rebecca by Daphne Du Maurier
"He is wonderfully patient and never complains, not even when he remembers...which happens, I think, rather more often than he would have me know. I can tell by the way he will look lost and puzzled suddenly, all expression dying away from his dear face as though swept clean by an unseen hand, and in it's place a mask will form, a sculptured thing, formal and cold beautiful still but lifeless. He will fall to smoking cigarette after cigarette, not bothering to extinguish them, and the glowing stubs will lie around on the ground like petals. He will talk quickly and eagerly about nothing at all, snatching at any subject as a panacea to pain. I believe there is a theory that men and women emerge finer and stronger after suffering, and to advance in this or any world we must endure ordeal by fire. This we have done in full measure, ironic though it seems. We have both known fear, and loneliness, and very great distress. I suppose sooner or later in the life of everyone comes a moment of trial. We all of us have our particular devil who rides us and torments us, and we must give battle in the end. We have conquered ours, or so we believe." - An excerpt, I believe from Rebecca
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