If there is God, I thought...Please some day let me make love to this girl while she wears that dress." "Oh..." "Tatiasha...isn't it nice to know there is a God?

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.

Love is when he is hungry and you feed him. Love is knowing when he is hungry.

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.

We’ll meet again in Lvov, my love and I…” Tatiana hums, eating her ice cream, in our Leningrad, in jasmine June, near Fontanka, the Neva, the Summer Garden, where we are forever young.

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.

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