Rosa (La vida no basta)

“... and white lovely hands which she would wring as she walked in the garden at night, waiting for the one true lover she had disdained and learned too late to love...”
― Lucy Maud Montgomery, Anne of Ingleside

“Hay un poema de Borges que empieza «Ya no
es mágico el mundo. Te han dejado». Dice dejado, una palabra de lo más corriente, que no levanta ruido alguno. Todo el mundo puede dejarnos, incluso un Jean-Gabriel Vigarello, que sigue peinado a lo Beatle cincuenta años después.”
― Yasmina Reza, Felices los felices

“Some of the men in the squadron,’ he says, after a while, ‘they’re a mess. It does things to your head, war. It’s not all heroics. It’s not like the newsreels.’ He hesitates. ‘It’s hellish, you know. Except that isn’t enough, that word, “hellish”. There aren’t words, I think, for this experience, and I’m worried . . .’
Tessa lets the pause hang. ‘Worried about what?’ she says, eventually.
‘That I’m going be a different person when this is all over. What it’s doing to me.”
― Lori Inglis Hall, The Shock of the Light

“I did not fear to go to sleep again, although the boughs or bats or something napped almost angrily against the window-panes.”
― Bram Stoker, Dracula