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

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

When I was growing up, 'Anna Karenina' was one of my favourite books.

Tatiana: "Why did we spend two days fighting when we could have been doing this?" Alexander: "That wasn't fighting, Tatiana. That was foreplay.

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.

We can’t forget that I owe you my life.” She gazed at him. “We can’t forget that I belong to you.” “I like that sound of that,” Alexander said, hugging her tighter.

Love is, to be loved,” said Alexander, “in return.