★★★★☆ | Mystery-Suspense | Digital | Own | StoryGraph | Goodreads
I finally got around to reading this classic, one I thought I had read but hadn’t. The book was soaked with atmosphere. You felt you were with the unnamed narrator, over your head in some grand english manor. Her uncertainties and fears became your own in a stream-of-consciousness flutter of internal dialogue. There were some good twists along the way, and Mrs. Danvers was certainly creepy. And yeah, so it was largely set in the library of a grand old house.
Highlights
Last night I dreamt I went to Manderley again.
Happiness is not a possession to be prized, it is a quality of thought, a state of mind.
It’s funny, I thought, how the routine of life goes on, whatever happens, we do the same things, go through the little performance of eating, sleeping, washing. No crisis can break through the crust of habit.