Valerie

“Indeed, sir! Yes; I knew that Pussy was looking out for me.'
'Do you keep a cat down there?' asked Mr. Grewgious.
Edwin colored a little, as he explained: 'I call Rosa Pussy.'
"Oh, Really,' said Mr. Grewgious, smoothing down his head:' that's very affable.”
― Charles Dickens, The Mystery of Edwin Drood

“I didn't like where this was heading. This was heading to admissions, and admissions changed things. Admissions make feelings intensify simply because they are given space to breathe. Admissions lead to love, and admitting love is like tying yourself to a train track.”
― Christina Lauren, Love and Other Words

“But, Mr. Grewgious seeing nothing there, not even a light in the windows, his gaze wandered from the windows to the stars, as if he would have read in them something that was hidden from him. Many of us would, if we could; but none of us so much as know our letters in the stars yet- or seem likely to, in this state of existence - and few languages can be read until their alphabets are mastered.”
― Charles Dickens, The Mystery of Edwin Drood

“Then he sat down beside the casket and rested his forehead against its cold metal side.
Silence held him in its cold and gentle hands.”
― Richard Matheson, I Am Legend