Men Are Simpler Than You Imagine My

The Peace Of Manderley. The Quietude And The Grace. Whoever Lived Within Its Walls, Whatever Trouble There Was And Strife, However Much Uneasiness And Pain, No Matter What Tears Were Shed, What Sorrows Borne, The Peace Of Manderley Could Not Be Broken Or The Loveliness Destroyed.

She Knew That This Was Happiness, This Was Living As She Had Always Wished To Live.

She Had To Live In This Bright, Red Gabled House With The Nurse Until It Was Time For Her To Die... I Thought How Little We Know About The Feelings Of Old People. Children We Understand, Their Fears And Hopes And Make-believe.

How Simple Life Becomes When Things Like Mirrors Are Forgotten.

From The Very First, I Knew That It Would Be So...i Smiled To Myself, And Said, "that -- And None Other.