Last night I dreamt I went to Manderley again.

Living as we do in an age of noise and bluster, success is now measured accordingly. We must all be seen, and heard, and on the air.

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

I had build up false pictures in my mind and sat before them. I had never had the courage to demand the truth.

We're not meant for happiness, you and I.

Last night I dreamt I went to Manderley again.

All whispers and echoes from a past that is gone teem into the sleeper's brain, and he is with them, and part of them.