Olivia

“Cubitum eamus?"
"What?"
"Nothing.”
― Donna Tartt, The Secret History

“The world was reduced to the surface of her skin and her inner self was safe from all bitterness.”
― Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude

“I have a scholar's love of silence and solitude. To sit and pass hour after hour in idle chatter with a roomful of strangers is to me the worst sort of torment.”
― Susanna Clarke, Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell

“And yet she was wholly herself: a rarity.”
― Donna Tartt, The Goldfinch