Jeanne

“On the previous night his mother, when handing him a telegram from his wife, had remarked that his hands were shaking.
"Yes," he said. "But it's only a matter of sticking to it, and my nerves will steady down, you'll see.”
― Albert Camus, The Plague

“Thus, too, they came to know the incorrigible sorrow of all prisoners and exiles, which is to live in company with a memory that serves no purpose.”
― Albert Camus, The Plague

“Remain true to yourself, child. If you know your own heart, you will always have one friend who does not lie.”
― Marion Zimmer Bradley, The Forest House

“But the plague forced inactivity on them, limiting their movements to the same dull round inside the town, and throwing them, day after day, on the illusive solace of their memories. For in their aimless walks they kept on coming back to the same streets and usually, owing to the smallness of the town, these were streets in which, in happier days, they had walked with those who now were absent.”
― Albert Camus, The Plague