Hyon Lashmet

“Llevara el nombre de su padre: Anthony Alexander Barrington. ¡Soldado! Deja que acune tu cabeza y acaricie tu rostro, déjame que bese tus queridos y dulces labios, que llore a través de los mares y que susurre a través de la helada tierra rusa lo que siento por ti... Luga, Ladoga, Leningrado, Lazarevo... Alexander, una vez me llevaste a mí, y ahora yo te cargo a mi eternidad.
A través de Finlandia, a través de Suecia, a Estados Unidos, con la mano extendida, me levanto y avanzo, con el corcel negro al galope y sin jinete en mi estela. Tu corazón, tu fusil, me consolarán, serán mi cuna y mi tumba.
Lazarevo te trae a mi alma, en los amaneceres y en las noches de luna junto al Kama. Cuando me busques, búscame allí, porque es allí donde estaré todos los días de mi vida.”
― Paullina Simons, The Bronze Horseman

“No man is an island,’ John Donne wrote more than three and a half centuries ago. ‘Every man is a piece of the continent.’ The United States stretches from the Atlantic to the Pacific and from the Arctic to the Equator. ‘I am involved in mankind; and therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.”
― Jeffrey Archer, Shall We Tell the President?

“A person must know who he is. A person must understand himself, improve himself, learn his weaknesses in order to overcome them. It is hard for a person to understand his own weaknesses.”
― Chaim Potok

“Wait, Korban, are you vexed?"
"That woman, she confounds, and insults me."
"Women can perplex as easily as changing a cloak."
"The princess is delicate, not like our women."
"Yes, she is very delicate, pretty like a sweet flower."
"Well, I care not for her. I will think no more about her, ever.”
― Dennis K Hausker, Primitives of Kar