REBECCA KEY QUOTES

I was sitting in Rebecca’s chair, I was

leaning against Rebecc’a cushion

He still thought about Rebecca.

He would never love me because of Rebecca

Rebecca, always Rebecca.

I should never be rid of Rebecca

But Rebecca would never grow old. Rebecca

would always be the same. And her I could not fight. She was too strong for me.

But it was’nt a man

it wasn’t a woman. The sea got her

She cracked her whip over his head and down he

came, head over heels, cursing and laughing

She ought to have been born a boy,

I often told her that.

She’s still mistress here,

even if she’s dead

It’s you who ought to be dead,

not Mrs de Winter

Its the body of some unknown woman, unclaimed

belonging nowhere

Rebecca , whom they described as

beautiful, talented, loved by all

the same as the crushed white petals of the azaleas

in the Happy Valley

Rebecca stood out black and strong, the tall

sloping R dwarfing the other letters

This new ones not like out

Mrs de Winter, she’s different altogether

I could not help it if I felt like a guest in manderley, my home,

walking where she had trodden, resting where she had lain

max, to watch my son grow bigger by day by day

and to know that when you died, all this would be his?