I don’t mind this whole thing except for you. I can’t forget what it’s done to you. I’ve been thinking of nothing else since it happened. It’s gone forever, that funny, young, lost look I loved. It won’t ever come back. I killed that when I told you about Rebecca.Rebecca, 1940
Joan Fontaine and Judith Anderson in publicity still for Rebecca (1940, dir. Alfred Hitchcock) (via)
“Her voice dropped to a whisper. ‘Sometimes, when I walk along the corridor here, I fancy I hear her just behind me. That quick, light footstep. I could not mistake it anywhere. It’s almost as though I catch the sound of her dress sweeping the stairs as she comes down to dinner.’
She paused. She went on looking at me, watching my eyes. ‘Do you think she can see us, talking to one another now?’ she said slowly. ‘Do you think the dead come back and watch the living?’”
-Daphne du Maurier, Rebecca (1938)
In a few hours, you’ve grown so much older.
—Rebecca (1940, dir. Alfred Hitchcock)
