Sol (unlibroparamii)

“Alexander: “First we will send the frontovik into the streets with guns. When they are dead, we will send me, with a tank, like the one you’ve been making me. When I’m dead, all the barricades down, all the weapons and tanks gone, they will send you with a rock.”

Tania: “And when I’m dead?”

Alexander: “You’re the last line of defense. When you’re dead, Hitler will march through Leningrad the way he marched through Paris. Do you remember that?”

Tania: “That’s not fair the French didn’t fight”

Alexander: “The didn’t fight Tania, but you will fight. For every street and for every building. And when you lose —”
― Paullina Simons, The Bronze Horseman

“...Y derepente ocurre. Algo se acciona.
Y en ese momento, sabes que las cosas van a cambiar. Ya han cambiado. Y que, a partir de ahi, ya no volveran a ser lo mismo. Nunca. Y cuando ocurre, lo sabes...”
― Federico Moccia

“Lowering his voice, he said, "In America we have a custom. When you're given presents for your birthday, you're supposed to open them and say thank you."
Tatiana nervously looked down at the present. "Thank you." Gifts were not something she was used to. Wrapped gifts? Unheard of, even when they came wrapped only in plain brown paper.
"No. Open first. Then say thank you."
She smiled. "What do I do? Do I take the paper off?"
"Yes. You tear it off."
"And then what?"
"And then you throw it away."
"The whole present or just the paper?"
Slowly he said, "Just the paper."
"But you wrapped it so nicely. Why would I throw it away?"
"It's just paper."
"If it's just paper, why did you wrap it?"
"Will you please just open my present?" said Alexander”
― Paullina Simons, The Bronze Horseman

“… y es ahí, justo en ese momento, cuando te das cuenta de que las cosas sólo ocurren una vez, y por mucho que te esfuerces ya nunca volverás a sentir lo mismo, ya nunca tendrás la sensación de estar a tres metros sobre el cielo”.”
― Federico Moccia