Quotes from Paullina Simons

Tatiana yields herself to remind him that her submission-the source of all his strength-is his privilege and not his right.

Who said memory is kind? Memory is merciless. My father was right. 'All the things you want to remember, Paullina, I want to forget'.

I'm going to die, she thought. Alone, in this village, under an oak. No one will ever find me. Who in my family will come to look for me? I'm going to die here alone in the woods and turn to moss, and on Fifth Soviet they will open up another bottle of vodka and chase me down with pickles, and say, this is for our Tania.

He didn't think of her individual traits, he didn't think of the details of her hair, or her eyes, or her body. He thought of her as a whole, as an entity that enthralled him, which he could not blink away; one whole person, human, heartfelt, and real.

Non tremerò né indietreggerò, non abbasserò la testa. Troverò il modo di alzare gli occhi, di non lasciare entrare niente. Eccetto te, Alexander.

This was all given to me, he seemed to say. My body, my face, my height, my strength. I did not ask for it, I did not make it, I did not build it. I did not fight for it. This is a gift, for which I say my daily thanks as I wash and comb my hair, a gift I do not abuse or think of again as I go through my day. I am not proud of it, nor am I humbled by it. It does not make me arrogant or vain, but neither does it make me falsely modest or meek.

La lucha no termina sólo porque ya conozcas el camino. Eso es sólo el principio.

Tatiana le pidió a Dimitri que se marchara y después subió a la azotea, donde rogó para que le cayera una bomba. Vio

Be my comfort, come away with me. Rise up and come away, my beloved.

Alexander raised his shaking right hand to his temple, to his lips, to his heart.

She wasn't afraid of random war. It was like being struck by lightning, even if the lightning did strike a thousand times a day. No, it wasn't war that terrified Tatiana. It was the resolute chaos of her broken heart.

God!" he exclaimed. "How insane this is – never to have the time to explain, to talk anything out, never to have a minute –" We've had a minute, Tatiana thought. We had our minutes on the bus. And at Kirov. We had our minutes in Luga. And in the Summer Garden. Breathless minutes, we had. What we want, she thought, keeping herself from welling up, is eternity.

a veces ya no sé distinguir lo que es verdad de lo que no lo es.

Marx himself wrote that capitalism produces above all its own gravediggers. Do you think that perhaps he wasn't talking about capitalism?

Estamos solos en el mundo, pero si somos afortunados, llega un momento en que pertenecemos a algo, a alguien, y ese momento nos sostiene durante toda una vida de soledad.

People don't change, Esther" said Harry "Leaves change

They ooze blood out of their wounds and live inside their regret.

We're not nomads, we're not gypsies! We have a home!

His eyes were blazing. "Tania, you are too much for me…I can't take you, not in small doses, not in large ones, not here, not on the street, nowhere.

Alexander was silent. "Now you're really tiny," he said at last. "I'm not tiny," she returned. "You're just outsized." Blushing, she lowered her gaze.

Don't forget to eat well, my warm bun, my midnight sun, and kiss your hand for me, right in the palm and then press it against your heart.

Emotion was pressing hard on her chest, making it difficult for her to breathe. I don't need to breathe now, she thought. I've breathed all my life.

How can I die," Alexander said, his voice breaking, "when you have poured your immortal blood into me?

Ladies," Alexander said, his arm around Tatiana's neck, "we're newlyweds." He raised his eyebrows. "Do you really want us in your house?