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“Here, for the first time in half a century, Vivien beheld the Himalayas, the soaring mountains that had towered over the Darjeeling house where she was born in 1913. She was awed by what she saw, by the “peaks of blue white you think must be clouds,” as she told Merivale. And yet, this close to her childhood haunts, she chose not to go on to Darjeeling or Calcutta, the towns where she had been brought up and where she had spent her idyllic first years And so she never visited the homes Ernest and Gertrude had built; never viewed their summer villa in the shadow of Mount Kanchenjunga; never strolled through the Bengali estate that had been her parents’ pride and joy.”
Stephen Galloway, Truly, Madly: Vivien Leigh, Laurence Olivier, and the Romance of the Century
“brain plays evil tricks on its inhabiting spirit. Slowly overwhelmed by the struggle, the intellect blurs into stupidity. All capacity for pleasure disappears, and despair maintains a merciless daily drumming. The smallest commonplace of domestic life, so amiable to the healthy mind, lacerates like a blade. Thus, mysteriously, in ways difficult to accept by those who have never suffered it, depression comes to resemble physical anguish.”
Stephen Galloway, Truly, Madly: Vivien Leigh, Laurence Olivier, and the Romance of the Century