Melaina

“You never wanted me to be real. You never wanted anyone to be. But you didn’t want me to show it. You wanted an act to help your act...”
― Ayn Rand, The Fountainhead

“...it was not a silence of resentment; it was the silence of an understanding too delicate to limit by words.”
― Ayn Rand, The Fountainhead

“She thought that they had not greeted each other and that it was right. This was not a reunion, but just one moment out of something that had never been interrupted. She thought how strange it would be if she ever said “Hello” to him; one did not greet oneself each morning.”
― Ayn Rand, The Fountainhead

“She wondered why her normal desire to say little, to hold things closed, broke down before him, why she felt compelled to simple frankness, such as she could offer no one else.”
― Ayn Rand, The Fountainhead