Celia Östergaard > Quotes

“She looks into the smoldering fire by her feet and sees the faces of every person she has ever lost. She looks up to the stars and sees their features in the constellations.”
― Celia Östergaard, The Romanov Diary

“I know I promised to give you flowers, I just didn't think it would be by your grave.”
― Celia Östergaard, The Romanov Diary

“I do not need the Gods when I am a raging tempest amidst a tranquil serenity, a burning star among shimmering celestials, a lethal sword scraping the bones between day and night.

I am death.

I am dreaded silence feared by most, an inevitable visit by none, and a welcomed friend by some.”
― Celia Östergaard, Stars we're made of

“I fell in love with her everyday, all over again. Like a surrender.”
― Celia Östergaard, The Romanov Diary

“No crown, no palace, and no political success could ever replace the joy they bring him. He would give up everything for them. Even the throne.”
― Celia Östergaard, The Romanov Diary

“On the other side of the window, the snow forms a white blanket that covers the dirt underneath. A layer of innocence that for a brief moment deafens the loud noises of the revolution.”
― Celia Östergaard, The Romanov Diary

“It is always the greatest people who suffer the most. Life is cruel, and it seems like those who try to make it a little more of a better place have to make the greatest sacrifices.”
― Celia Östergaard, The Romanov Diary

“I know I promised to give you a garden of flowers. I just didn't think it would be your grave”
― Celia Östergaard, The Romanov Diary

“She feels like a piece of art - colourful and magical, touched by the most gentle and loving hands,

He touched her soul long before his hands could ever touch her body.”
― Celia Östergaard, The Romanov Diary

“There is just... something about him. Something so beautiful not even the grand poets could ever find the right words for it.”
― Celia Östergaard, The Romanov Diary

“Even the silhouette of her side profile warms his heart. He believes he could find the entire universe captured in the blue of her eyes. He feels free, yet so at home whenever he looks at her.”
― Celia Östergaard, The Romanov Diary

“They were made for each other, like an art brush flawlessly made to paint the most beautiful artworks on a canvas.”
― Celia Östergaard, The Romanov Diary

“I, in fact, am not no one, not even anyone, but someone.”
― Celia Östergaard, The Romanov Diary

“I love it because the rain is an ambient noise, something that falls into the background. Like a shadow. And that's exactly what I am”
― Celia Östergaard, The Romanov Diary

“They are like two peas in a pod, two very similar forms of life being dragged together into one and the same.”
― Celia Östergaard, The Romanov Diary