Life and death do not wait for legal action.

The trouble is, walking in Venice becomes compulsive once you start. Just over the next bridge, you say, and then the next one beckons.

Look on each day that comes as a challenge, as a test of courage. The pain will come in waves, some days worse than others, for no apparent reason. Accept the pain. Little by little, you will find new strength, new vision, born of the very pain and loneliness which seem, at first, impossible to master.

I suppose sooner or later in the life of everyone comes a moment of trial. We all of us have our particular devil who rides us and torments us, and we must give battle in the end.

Last night I dreamt I went to Manderley again.

I could not ask forgiveness for something I had not done. As scapegoat, I could only bear the fault.

She knew that this was happiness, this was living as she had always wished to live.