Memory - that fiend, that cruel enemy of comfort.

Tatiana realized she was too young to hide well what was in her heart but old enough to know that her heart was in her eyes.

When Tatiana looked up from her ice cream, she saw a soldier staring at her from across the street.

I was blinded by stupidity for a brief moment in our life, for a flicker in the eternity in which you and I live, and I stumbled.

I tend to be a great optimist when it comes to the United States and the American way of life, I think precisely because I wasn't born into it.

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.

Courage, Alexander..... Courage, Tatiana