Claudette Manthe

“You shall address me as ‘My Dearest’,’ he repeated in a mocking voice, trying to copy her tone. ‘You will forget all about this conversation when you leave this room.’ It was interesting that tone; it had a sort of hypnotising ring to it.”
― Max Nowaz, The Three Witches and the Master

“Who the hell are you? And why are you here at this hour?”
“Who am I? My name is Colonel Westerdam. Now, get your butt in gear, Swamp. That was your call sign, wasn’t it?”
― Behcet Kaya, Deception: A Jack Ludefance Novel

“I think the man who designed this should have committed suicide. A man who can conceive a thing as beautiful as this should never allowed it to be erected. He should not want to exist. But he will let it be built, so that women will hang out diapers on his terraces, so that men will spit on his stairways and draw dirty pictures on his walls. He's given it to them and he's made it part of them, part of everything. He shouldn't have offered it for men like you to look at. For men like you to talk about. He's defiled his own work by the first word you'll utter about it. He's made himself worse than you are. You'll be committing only a mean little indecency, but he's committed a sacrilege. A man who knows what he must have known to produce this should not have been able to remain alive.”
― Ayn Rand, The Fountainhead

“Recollections of a loved one often trigger feelings of
nostalgia. But, sometimes, the loss is just too raw. The pain too
bitter. And recollection triggers nothing but heartache and despair.
A pain that burns the soul.”
― J.K. Franko, Eye for Eye