I’d planned to die at thirty, and then I’d push it on ten years, forty, and then fifty, You always push it on. And then you go on and on and on. It’s difficult. Too much trouble. I’ve thought about death a great deal. One day in the snow I felt so tired. I thought, ‘Damn it, I’ll sit down. I can’t go on. I’m tired of living here in the snow and ice.’ So I sat down on the ground. But it was so cold I got up. Oh yes, I used to try to imagine death, but I always come up against a wall.

-Jean Rhys

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