I love you breathlessly, my amazing man.
Dear God, Tatiana prayed in bed that night, turning to the wall and pulling the white sheet and the thin brown blanket over herself. If You are there somewhere, please teach me how to hide what I never knew how to show.
You are my hand grenade, my artillery fire. You have replaced my heart with yourself.
We walk alone through this world, but if we're lucky, we have a moment of belonging to something, to someone, that sustains us through a lifetime of loneliness.
This is days and days and months and years and all the minutes in between, just you me.
Memory - that fiend, that cruel enemy of comfort.
Some words were like that. Whole lives attached to them. Ghosts and lives and ecstasy and sorrow.
Not bombs nor my broken heart can take away from me walking barefoot with you in jasmine June through the Field of Mars.
I love you. I'm blind for you, wild for you. Sick with you. I told you that our first night together when I asked you to marry me, I am telling you now. Everything that's happened to us, everything, is because I crossed the street for you. I worship you. You know that through and through.
Tania, there is so much still ahead of you. Be patient with life
Here, take this, she would say, take this, and tell me where he is. Tell me whether he's dead or alive, so I can walk as his widow or his wife. No one would, or could, tell her, and so she continued to cook, and to learn new things all the while searching for an answer among the outcasts. The way he carried his body, the way he walked in my life, Tatiana thought, declared that he was the only man I had ever loved, and he knew it. And until I was alone without him, I thought it was all worth it.
There are some battles, no matter how much you don’t want to fight them, that you just have to fight. That are worth giving your life for.
A bus came. The soldier turned away from her and walked toward it. Tatiana watched him. Even his walk was from another world; the step was too sure, the stride too long, yet somehow it all seemed right, looked right, felt right. It was like stumbling on a book you thought you had lost. Ah, yes, there it is.
Love is when he is hungry and you feed him. Love is knowing when he is hungry.
I know that sometimes the things we carry become too much for us. We are burned down, but somehow we have to pick ourselves up and keep going
You have amazing gifts. Don't squander them. Don't give them out meaninglessly, don't abuse them, don't take them for granted. You are the weapon you carry with you till the day you die. -Tatiana and Alexander
The power you have over someone who loves you is greater than any other power you'll ever have.
All good things come to those who wait.
When Tatiana looked up from her ice cream, she saw a soldier staring at her from across the street.
The days of idealism had gone. Only life was left.
Please don't die," she whispered. "I don't think I can bury you. I already buried everyone else." "How can I die," Alexander said, his voice breaking, "when you have poured your immortal blood into me?
Please stop looking at me, she thought, afraid of his eyes and terrified of her own heart.
He is just protective over me-” “Not protective, Tania. Consumed.
Shura...are you...in love with me?" "Turn to me," Alexander said. She turned. "Tatia, I worship you. I'm crazy in love with you. I want you to marry me.
Oh Alexander," she said, "what do you want from me..." "Everything!" he whispered fiercely.
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