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Paullina Simons (born 1963 in Leningrad, Russian Soviet Federative Socialist Republic) is a Russian-born American writer and the international best-selling author of the novels Tully, Red Leaves, Eleven Hours, The Bronze Horseman, Tatiana and Alexander, Lily and The Summer Garden.

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In Alexander's life there was one thread that could not be broken by death, by distance, by time, by war. Could not be broken. As long as I am in the world, she said with her breath and her body, as long as I am, you are permanent, soldier.

Breath, Death, Distance, Long, War

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.

Eye, Soldier, Body, Eyes, Fed

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

Ends, Everything, Old, Said, This Life, Want

Lazarevo drips you into my soul, dawn drop by moonlight drop from the river Kama. When you look for me, look for me there, because that's where I'll be all the days of my life.

Dawn, Drop, Lazarevo, Look, Rivers, Soul

Courage, Alexander. . . . . Courage, Tatiana

Alexander, Courage, Tatiana

Courage, Alexander,” she whispered. “Courage, Tatiana.

Alexander, Courage, Tatiana, Whispered

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.

Children, Girl, Men, Wandering, Winding

We’ll meet again in Lvov, my love and I…” Tatiana hums, eating her ice cream, in our Leningrad, in jasmine June, near Fontanka, the Neva, the Summer Garden, where we are forever young.

Garden, Hums, June, Love, Meet, Summer

They had no past. They had no future. They just were.

Past, Future

I know that sometimes the things we carry become too much for us. We are burned down, but somehow we have to pick ourselves up and keep going

Burned, Keep, Pick, Sometimes, Things, Too Much

I love you breathlessly, my amazing man.

Amazing, Amazing Man, Breathlessly, Love, Love You, Men

. . . . and when Tatiana lifted her glistening eyes to him, Alexander was looking down at her with his I’ll-get-on-the-bus-for-you-anytime face.

Alexander, Eye, Eyes, Faces, Glistening, Gorgeous

Good-bye, my moonsong and my breath, my white nights and golden days, my fresh water and my fire. Good-bye, and may you find a better life, find comfort again and your breathless smile, and when your beloved face lights up once more at the Western sunrise, be sure what I felt for you was not in vain. Good-bye and have faith, my Tatiana.

Bye, Days, Night, Vain, White

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

Broken, Heart, June, Mars

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?

Alexander, Blood, Bury, Said, Thinking, Voice

War was the ultimate chaos, a pounding, soul-destroying snarl, ending in blown-apart men lying unburied on the cold earth. There was nothing more cosmically chaotic than war.

Cosmically, Lying, Men, Nothing, Pounding, War

Up on the roof Tatiana thought about the evening minute, the minute she used to walk out the factory doors, turn her head to the left even before her body turned, and look for his face. The evening minute as she hurried down the street, her happiness curling her mouth upward to the white sky, the red wings speeding her to him, to look up at him and smile.

Doors, Left, Look, Sky, Smile, White

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.

Alexander, Forget, Hug, Like, Sound

When I was growing up, 'Anna Karenina' was one of my favourite books.

Anna, Book, Favourite, Growing, Growing Up, Karenina

If I can live through this, he thought, I can live through anything. If I can live through this, I WILL live through anything.

I Can, Ifs, Live, Thought

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