Tatia: I think its too big to fit

Memory - that fiend, that cruel enemy of comfort.

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.

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

Tatiana had imagined her Alexander since she was a child, before she believed that someone like him was even possible. When she was a little girl, she dreamed of a fine world in which a good man walked its winding roads, perhaps somewhere in his wandering soul searching for her.

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?

I don't want this life to end," said Alexander. "The good, the bad, the everything, the very old, to ever end.