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Restless Reader: I hated its beauty and its magic and the secret I would never know.

(Added 20 March 2011)

Image: Wide Sargasso Sea, Jean Rhys, Penguin edition, 1980. Smile Please, Jean Rhys, Penguin edition, 1981.

I hated the mountains and the hills, the rivers and the rain. I hated the sunsets of whatever colour, I hated its beauty and its magic and the secret I would never know. I hated its indifference and the cruelty which was part of its loveliness. Above all I hated her. For she belonged to the magic and the loveliness. She had left me thirsty and all my life would be thirst and longing for what I had lost before I found it.

So we rode away and left it — the hidden place. Not for me and not for her. I’d look after that. She’s far along the road now.

Very soon she’ll join all the others who know the secret and will not tell it. Or cannot. Or try and fail because they do not know enough. — Jean Rhys, Wide Sargasso Sea, First published 1966.

This is post six of the “Restless Reader” a Leisure bibliography of restlessness in literature.

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