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“They are not brave, the days when we are twenty-one. They are full of little cowardices, little fears without foundation, and one so easily bruised, so swiftly wounded, one falls to the first barbed word.”

Quote by Daphne du Maurier

Book:Rebecca
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Rebecca

Daphne Du Maurier's 'Rebecca' is a psychological thriller that delves into the complex dynamics of a marriage. The story follows the new wife of Maxim de Winter, who must navigate the shadow of his first wife, the enigmatic and seemingly perfect Rebecca. Set against the backdrop of a grand English country house, the novel explores themes of jealousy, obsession, and the elusive nature of truth. more

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Daphne du Maurier
Daphne du Maurier

British author known for her suspense novels and romantic stories. Daphne du Maurier's works are characterized by their mysterious and supernatural elements, with her most famous novels being 'Rebecca' and 'The Turn of the Screw'. Her writing style has had a profound impact on literature. more

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Book:Tuesdays With Morrie: An old man, a young man, and life's greatest lesson
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Book:Old Possum's Book of Practical Cats
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Book:Major Pettigrew's Last Stand
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