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  1. Daphne du Maurier _ The Birds and Other Stories

    You ought to take more exercise, if you're inclined to have a liver. Play golf.
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  2. Daphne du Maurier _ The Birds and Other Stories

    Death should be different. It should be like bidding farewell to someone at a station before a long journey, but without the strain.
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  3. Daphne du Maurier _ The Birds and Other Stories

    I did not know what to answer, because it would be too sudden and too direct, but I knew in my heart that what I wanted was everything that could be between a woman and a man; not at first, of course, but later, when we had found our other mountain, or our wilderness, or wherever it was we might go to hide ourselves from the world. There was no need to rehearse all that now. The point was that I was prepared to follow her anywhere if she would let me.
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  4. Daphne du Maurier _ The Birds and Other Stories

    Our minds had met and crossed and understood from the first moment when Victor introduced us in my club, and that queer, inexplicable bond of the heart, breaking through every barrier, every restraint, had kept us close to one another always, in spite of silence, absence, and long years of separation.
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  5. Daphne du Maurier _ The Birds and Other Stories

    Looking from the window at the fantastic light and colour of my glittering fairy-world of fact that holds no tenderness, no quietude, I long suddenly for peace, for understanding.
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  6. Daphne du Maurier _ The Birds and Other Stories

    When she smiled it was as though she embraced the world.
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  7. Daphne du Maurier _ The Birds and Other Stories

    ...as the slow sea sucked at the shore and then withdrew, leaving the strip of seaweed bare and the shingle churned, the sea birds raced and ran upon the beaches. Then that same impulse to flight seized upon them too. Crying, whistling, calling, they skimmed the placid sea and left the shore. Make haste, make speed, hurry and begone; yet where, and to what purpose? The restless urge of autumn, unsatisfying, sad, had put a spell upon them and they must flock, and wheel, and cry; they must spill themselves of motion before winter came.
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