Juliana

I must say Americans dream up such awful horrors.

EDITOR'S NOTE: If you want to lose your mind, simply open a quote account on Twitter/X and follow a cross-section of users whose lone common denominator is an interest in the work of Jean Rhys, then scroll through your timeline for a few minutes.

A room is a place where you hide from the wolves outside and that's all any room is.

She lit the fire, talking about air raids, land mines and slaughter.

It is cold and dark outside, and everything has gone out of me except misery.

Altogether I feel like Katherine Mansfield's fly after it was drowned the sixth time or was it the seventh?

Thank you :)