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.

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.

I want you to know that should something happen to me, don’t worry about my body. My soul isn’t going to return to it, nor to God. It’s flying straight to you, where it knows it can find you, in Lazarevo. I want to be neither with kings nor heroes, but with the queen of Lake Ilmen.

Courage, Alexan­der,” she whis­pered. “Courage, Ta­tiana.

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.

Tatiana had imagined her Alexander since she was a child, before she believed that someone like him was even possible. When she was a little girl, she dreamed of a fine world in which a good man walked its winding roads, perhaps somewhere in his wandering soul searching for her.

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.