Daphne du Maurier

Come along, and I'll show you Manderley.'

I am glad it cannot happen twice, the fever of first love. For it is a fever, and a burden, too, whatever the poets may say.

Here, I say, we have lived, we have been happy. This has been ours, however brief the time. Though two nights only have been spent beneath a roof, yet we leave something of ourselves behind.

Moonlight can play odd tricks upon the fancy, even upon a dreamer’s fancy.

I believe there is a theory that men and women emerge finer and stronger after suffering, and that to advance in this or any world we must endure ordeal by fire.

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.

Happiness is not a possession to be prized, it is a quality of thought, a state of mind.

We can never go back again, that much is certain. The past is still too close to us.

for this, that Ambrose died.”

Thank heaven, he thought, for this moment at any rate, when relaxation was possible, and Laura had been launched upon her foolish, harmless game.