Paullina Simons
Paullina Simons
Paullina Simonsis 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...
NationalityRussian
ProfessionWriter
CountryRussian Federation
arms way helping
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.
thinking way united-states
I tend to be a great optimist when it comes to the United States and the American way of life, I think precisely because I wasn't born into it.
rivers mountain way
You will find a way to live without me. You will find a way to live for both of us,' Alexander said to Tatiana as the swelling Kama River flowed from the Ural Mountains through a pine village named Lazarevo, once when they were in love, and young.
giving way breaths
I'll take your breath any way you give it to me, Shura.
inspirational taken heaven
Though much is taken, much abides; and though we are not now that strength which in old days moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are— Unyielding.
too-much sometimes burned
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
kids eye hands
Do you see the Field of Mars, where I walked next to my bride in her white wedding dress, with red sandals in her hands, when we were kids?” “I see it well.” “We spent all our days afraid it was too good to be true, Tatiana,” said Alexander. “We were always afraid all we had was a borrowed five minutes from now.” Her hands went on his face. “That’s all any of us ever has, my love,” she said. “And it all flies by.” “Yes,” he said, looking at her, at the desert, covered coral and yellow with golden eye and globe mallow. “But what a five minutes it’s been.
eye soldier faces
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.
past
They had no past. They had no future. They just were.
want this-life said
I don't want this life to end," said Alexander. "The good, the bad, the everything, the very old, to ever end.
eye heart enough
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.
patience monday funny-inspirational
All good things come to those who wait.
have-faith given said
Live as if you have faith,” she said, “and faith shall be given to you.
sunday sunshine wind
The sunshine filtered in through the billowing white curtains. Tatiana knew there would be only an instant, a brief flicker of time that bathed her with the possibilities of the day. In a moment it would all be gone. And in a moment it was. Still...that sun streaking through the room, the distant rumble of buses through the open window, the slight wind. This was the part of Sunday that Tatiana loved most: the beginning.