I often want to cry. That is the only advantage women have over men — at least they can cry. – Jean Rhys
I am sad, sad as a circus-lioness, sad as an eagle without wings, sad as a violin with only one string and one that is broken, sad as a woman who is growing old. – Jean Rhys
The feeling of Sunday is the same everywhere, heavy, melancholy, standing still. – Jean Rhys
Stuart was an early riser: he was almost always the first person up in the morning. He liked the feeling of being the first one stirring; he enjoyed the quiet rooms with the books standing still on the shelves, the pale light coming in through the windows, and the fresh smell of day. – E.B. White, Stuart Little, 1945