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“All this, is only momentary, is only a fragment in time that will never come again, for yesterday already belongs to the past and is ours no longer, and tomorrow is an unknown thing that may be hostile. This is our day, our moment, the sun belongs to us, and the wind, and the sea, and the men forward there singing on the deck. This day is forever a day to be held and cherished, because in it we shall have lived and loved, and nothing else matters but that in this world of our own making to which we have escaped.”

Quote by Daphne du Maurier

Book:Frenchman's creek
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Frenchman's creek

Frenchman's Creek is a historical novel set in the American colonies during the Revolutionary War. The story delves into the complexities of colonial life, examining the interactions between the European settlers and the indigenous populations. The protagonist navigates the turbulent political landscape and personal conflicts, offering a rich tapestry of historical and emotional narrative. 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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