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.

Shura, I’m yours. You may not like it today, you may not want it tonight, you may wish for it all to be different now, but it remains, and I remain, as always, only yours. Nothing can change that. Not your wrath, your fists, your body or your death.

Alexander knew that before he had light instead of darkness, he had to deserve light instead of darkness.

He is just protective over me-” “Not protective, Tania. Consumed.

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.

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.