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“The sea, like a crinkled chart, spread to the horizon, and lapped the sharp outline of the coast, while the houses were white shells in a rounded grotto, pricked here and there by a great orange sun.”

Quote by Daphne du Maurier

Book:Rebecca

Work

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

Author

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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