Lucía

“Why are you pounding on my door?" Her smile told me she knew.”
― Gene Wolfe, The Book of the New Sun

“No - no - Jane; you must not go. No - I have touched you, heard you, felt the comfort of your presence - the sweetness of your consolation: I cannot give up these joys, I have little left in myself - I must have you.”
― Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre

“...se sentía aliviado cuando lograba desechar su recuerdo. Y, después, perdía también el humor de preocuparse por su familia, y sólo sentía hacia ella la irritación producida por la poca atención que se le dispensaba.”
― Franz Kafka, La metamorfosis

“...pain so frequent, so constant , that she had almost gotten used to it.”
― David Sodergren, The Haar