There are some battles, no matter how much you don’t want to fight them, that you just have to fight. That are worth giving your life for.

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

Some words were like that. Whole lives attached to them. Ghosts and lives and ecstasy and sorrow.

I'll take your breath any way you give it to me, Shura.

He stared at her fists and at her face and said with upset incredulity, "You promised me you would forgive me-" "Forgive you,"Tatiana hissed through her teeth, tears streaming down her face, "for your brave and indifferent face, Alexander!" She groaned in pain. "Not for your brave and indifferent heart.

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.

Awash in a flood of hostility and despair, they battled and railed and shattered their bodies on one another, unable to find one strand, one sobering swallow of solace.