From the very first, I knew that it would be so...I smiled to myself, and said, "That -- and none other.
I held out my arms to him and he came to me like a child.
Last night I dreamt I went to Manderley again.
Here was the freedom I desired, long sought-for, not yet known Freedom to write, to walk, to wander, freedom to climb hills, to pull a boat, to be alone.
You had to endure something yourself before it touched you.
Men are simpler than you imagine my sweet child. But what goes on in the twisted, tortuous minds of women would baffle anyone.