Please don't die," she whispered. "I don't think I can bury you. I already buried everyone else." "How can I die," Alexander said, his voice breaking, "when you have poured your immortal blood into me?

Falling in love with you in the Summer Garden in the white nights in Leningrad is the moment that propels me through life.

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

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.

Whenever you're unsure of yourself, whenever you're in doubt, ask yourself three questions. What do you believe in? What do you hope for? but most important, ask yourself, what do you love?

Tania, there is so much still ahead of you. Be patient with life

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