From the very first, I knew that it would be so...I smiled to myself, and said, "That -- and none other.

Either you go to America with Mrs. Van Hopper or you come home to Manderley with me." "Do you mean you want a secretary or something?" "No, I'm asking you to marry me, you little fool.

I held out my arms to him and he came to me like a child.

The point is, life has to be endured, and lived. But how to live it is the problem.

It wouldn't make for sanity would it, living with the devil.

But I have had enough melodrama in this life, and would willingly give my five senses if they could ensure us our present peace and security. Happiness is not a possession to be prized, it is a quality of thought, a state of mind. Of course we have our moments of depression; but there are other moments too, when time, unmeasured by the clock, runs on into eternity and, catching his smile, I know we are together, we march in unison, no flash of thought or opinion makes a barrier between us.

But luxury has never appealed to me, I like simple things, books, being alone, or with somebody who understands.