Melaina

“She came back many days later. She saw him, unexpectedly, on a flat stretch of stone before
her, by the side of the path. She stopped short. She did not want to come too close. It was
strange to see him before her, without the defence and excuse of distance.”
― 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 did not smile, but her face had the lovely serenity that can become a smile without transition.”
― Ayn Rand, The Fountainhead

“I love you, Dominique. I love you so much that nothing can matter to me—not even you. Can you understand that? Only my love—not your answer. Not even your indifference.”
― Ayn Rand, The Fountainhead