And then, because she was Tatiana and because she couldn’t help herself, and because he wouldn’t have it any other way, she ran to him and was in his arms.

Not bombs nor my broken heart can take away from me walking barefoot with you in jasmine June through the Field of Mars.

Here I am, your one man circus freak show, having bled out for mother Russia, having desperately tried to get to you, now on top of you with this scourge marks, and you, who used to love me, who was sympathized, internalized, normalized everything, you are not allowed to turn away from me....this is what I am going to look like until the day I die. I can't get any peace from you ever unless you find away to make peace with this. Make peace with me. Or let me go for good.

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

He is just protective over me-” “Not protective, Tania. Consumed.

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.

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