Jean Rhys
@msjeanrhys.bsky.social
Daily quotes from the author of Wide Sargasso Sea, Good Morning, Midnight etc. "If I could choose, I would rather be happy than write." Dead since 1979.
When I read Jane Eyre as a child, I thought, why should she think Creole women are lunatics and all that? She seemed such a poor ghost. I thought I'd try to write her a life.
November 12, 2025 at 7:00 AM
When I read Jane Eyre as a child, I thought, why should she think Creole women are lunatics and all that? She seemed such a poor ghost. I thought I'd try to write her a life.
He rose, shook himself, and thus disturbed in his musings, lamented: ‘Oh, God! How I hate women who write! How I hate them!’ in an agreeable voice.
November 11, 2025 at 1:02 PM
He rose, shook himself, and thus disturbed in his musings, lamented: ‘Oh, God! How I hate women who write! How I hate them!’ in an agreeable voice.
The monotonous buzz of conversation began again.
November 10, 2025 at 6:27 AM
The monotonous buzz of conversation began again.
I sit at my window and the words fly past me like birds - with God's help I catch some.
November 9, 2025 at 11:39 AM
I sit at my window and the words fly past me like birds - with God's help I catch some.
Nothing for it now but the midnight train to Brussels and a very thin time indeed.
November 8, 2025 at 6:00 PM
Nothing for it now but the midnight train to Brussels and a very thin time indeed.
I long to be like Other People! The extraordinary, ungetatable, oddly cruel Other People accusing you of being thin-skinned, sulky, vindictive or ridiculous.
November 7, 2025 at 10:41 AM
I long to be like Other People! The extraordinary, ungetatable, oddly cruel Other People accusing you of being thin-skinned, sulky, vindictive or ridiculous.
What do I care about anything when I can lie on the bed and pull the past over me like a blanket?
November 6, 2025 at 10:07 AM
What do I care about anything when I can lie on the bed and pull the past over me like a blanket?
But I looked at the dress on the floor and it was as if the fire had spread across the room. It was beautiful and it reminded me of something I must do. I will remember I thought. I will remember quite soon now.
November 5, 2025 at 7:36 AM
But I looked at the dress on the floor and it was as if the fire had spread across the room. It was beautiful and it reminded me of something I must do. I will remember I thought. I will remember quite soon now.
Now I am almost as wary of books as I am of people. They are also capable of hurting you, pushing you into the limbo of the forgotten ... When there are so many all saying the same thing they can shout you down and make you doubt, not only your memory, but your senses.
November 3, 2025 at 8:50 AM
Now I am almost as wary of books as I am of people. They are also capable of hurting you, pushing you into the limbo of the forgotten ... When there are so many all saying the same thing they can shout you down and make you doubt, not only your memory, but your senses.
Twelve o'clock on a fine autumn day, and nothing to worry about. Some money to spend and nothing to worry about.
November 2, 2025 at 12:46 PM
Twelve o'clock on a fine autumn day, and nothing to worry about. Some money to spend and nothing to worry about.
It's funny how well you can remember when you lie in the dark with your arm over your forehead. Two eyes open inside your head.
November 1, 2025 at 4:38 PM
It's funny how well you can remember when you lie in the dark with your arm over your forehead. Two eyes open inside your head.
A zombie is a dead person who seems to be alive or a living person who is dead. A zombie can also be the spirit of a place, usually malignant. A zombie can take the appearance of anyone. Or anything … and that’s what I feel like!
October 31, 2025 at 6:35 PM
A zombie is a dead person who seems to be alive or a living person who is dead. A zombie can also be the spirit of a place, usually malignant. A zombie can take the appearance of anyone. Or anything … and that’s what I feel like!
Drown me in sleep. And soon.
October 30, 2025 at 1:56 PM
Drown me in sleep. And soon.
The mechanism of her brain got to work with a painful jerk and begin to tick in time with the clock.
October 29, 2025 at 8:51 AM
The mechanism of her brain got to work with a painful jerk and begin to tick in time with the clock.
All the worst mistakes have started because out of a weak futile conceited gutless desire to please I've done something I didn't want to do.
October 28, 2025 at 11:46 AM
All the worst mistakes have started because out of a weak futile conceited gutless desire to please I've done something I didn't want to do.
I don't mind about being laughed at any more. Isn't it funny? Probably I'm being hated instead.
October 27, 2025 at 9:33 AM
I don't mind about being laughed at any more. Isn't it funny? Probably I'm being hated instead.
She was irresponsible. She had fits of melancholy when she would lose the self-control necessary to keep up appearances.
October 15, 2025 at 7:51 PM
She was irresponsible. She had fits of melancholy when she would lose the self-control necessary to keep up appearances.
Love was a terrible thing. You poisoned it and stabbed at it and knocked it down into the mud and it got up and staggered on, bleeding and muddy and awful. Like - like Rasputin.
October 14, 2025 at 3:31 PM
Love was a terrible thing. You poisoned it and stabbed at it and knocked it down into the mud and it got up and staggered on, bleeding and muddy and awful. Like - like Rasputin.
Planning it all out. Eating. A movie. Eating again. One drink. A long walk back to the hotel. Bed. Luminal. Sleep. Just sleep - no dreams.
October 10, 2025 at 8:27 AM
Planning it all out. Eating. A movie. Eating again. One drink. A long walk back to the hotel. Bed. Luminal. Sleep. Just sleep - no dreams.
My will is quite weakened because I drink too much but even this lunatic writing is better than the blank blank days.
September 30, 2025 at 1:25 PM
My will is quite weakened because I drink too much but even this lunatic writing is better than the blank blank days.
I usually dislike my books, sometimes don't want to touch them. But the Next One will be a bit better.
September 23, 2025 at 11:57 AM
I usually dislike my books, sometimes don't want to touch them. But the Next One will be a bit better.
I don't mind about being laughed at any more. Isn't it funny? Probably I'm being hated instead.
September 22, 2025 at 4:47 PM
I don't mind about being laughed at any more. Isn't it funny? Probably I'm being hated instead.
Reposted by Jean Rhys
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@andrewmale.bsky.social you've seen this? (I only know the name 'jean rhys' because of your occasional retweets....) www.michaelwerner.com/exhibitions/...
Postures: Jean Rhys in the Modern World - Curated by Hilton Als - Exhibitions - Michael Werner Gallery, New York, London, Beverly Hills
Since 1963, Michael Werner Gallery has worked with some of the most important European and American artists of the 20th Century.
www.michaelwerner.com
September 17, 2025 at 9:48 AM
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I had started out in life trusting everyone and now I trusted no one. So I had few acquaintances and no close friends.
September 16, 2025 at 5:54 PM
I had started out in life trusting everyone and now I trusted no one. So I had few acquaintances and no close friends.
I don't give a damn for my idiotic body of a woman, anyway. And all the people who yap.
September 15, 2025 at 6:15 AM
I don't give a damn for my idiotic body of a woman, anyway. And all the people who yap.