Tania, last time in Morozovo, I let you go, but not this time. This time we live together or we die together.

Tatia: I think its too big to fit

Alexander to Tatiana: I love you as much as it is possible for a man to love a woman.

Tatiana, I love you. Do you hear me? I love you like I’ve never loved anyone in my whole life. Now, get up. For me, Tatia. For me, please get up and go take care of your sister. Go on. And I’ll take care of you.” His lips kissed her cheek.

Oh Alexander," she said, "what do you want from me..." "Everything!" he whispered fiercely.

I have a certain sensibility that I bring to my writing that comes from knowing two things: what I as a reader like to read, and what as a writer I am capable of. I know my own limits. I know there are things I cannot do.

You are my hand grenade, my artillery fire. You have replaced my heart with yourself.