Open your eyes, soldier,” Tatiana said fondly, caressing his face.“Are you hungry?” “I was hungry,” Alexander said. “But you fed me.” His body was shaking underneath his sheet.

I love you breathlessly, my amazing man.

All good things come to those who wait.

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.

You are my hand grenade, my artillery fire. You have replaced my heart with yourself.

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

We walk alone through this world, but if we're lucky, we have a moment of belonging to something, to someone, that sustains us through a lifetime of loneliness.

Memory - that fiend, that cruel enemy of comfort.

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

Ask yourself these three questions, Tatiana Metanova, and you will know who you are. Ask: What do believe in? What do you hope for? What do you love?

The power you have over someone who loves you is greater than any other power you'll ever have.

You can point to the alleged miracles of the Bible, or any other religious text, but they are nothing but old stories fabricated by man and then exaggerated over time.

Your life have to be filled with interesting tales that it should not bore your grandchildren, when you tell them someday.

Traumatic experiences in early childhood may interfere with the child's ability to securely attach.

they'd become unaccustomed to the brightness of their own city, and, faced with it now in all its intensity, they cupped their hands over their eyes as if staring into the sun.

Wise people do not claim to know it all, they always choose to learn from others.

The challenge of photography is to show the thing photographed so that our feelings are awakened and hidden aspects are revealed to us

Life's too short to wear high heels.

You can be alone too in the city streets, among the crowds. We are all alone.

There are some few people I respect and admire, but I don't think much of the species.

The man who thinks he knows something does not yet know as he ought to know.