Anna

“I can't love you unless I give you up.”
― Edith Wharton, The Age of Innocence

“(...) unkept secrets always manage to escape, under a door, through a keyhole or an open window, until everyon knows everything and nobody knows how ... (...)”
― Salman Rushdie, Shame

“Their long years together had shown him that it did not so much matter if marriage was a dull duty, as long as it kept the dignity of a duty: lapsing from that, it became a mere battle of ugly appetites. Looking about him, he honoured his own past, and mourned for it. After all, there was good in the old ways.”
― Edith Wharton, The Age of Innocence

“You never did ask each other anything, did you? And you never told each other anything. You just sat and watched each other, and guessed at what was going on underneath. A deaf-and-dumb asylum, in fact!”
― Edith Wharton, The Age of Innocence