Aleena

“I loved you: and, it may be, from my soul
The former love has never gone away,
But let it not recall to you my dole;
I wish not sadden you in any way.

I loved you silently, without hope, fully,
In diffidence, in jealousy, in pain;
I loved you so tenderly and truly,
As let you else be loved by any man. ”
― Alexander Pushkin

“Wait for Me

Wait for me, and I'll return
Only wait very hard
Wait when you are filled with sorrow...
Wait in the sweltering heat
Wait when the others have stopped waiting,
Forgetting their yesterdays.

Wait even when from afar no letters come to you
Wait even when others are tired of waiting...
And when friends sit around the fire,
Drinking to my memory,
Wait, and do not hurry to drink to my memory too.

Wait. For I'll return,defying every death.
And let those who do not wait say that I was lucky.
They will never understand that in the midst of death,
You with you waiting saved me.
Only you and I know how I survived.
It's because you waited, as no one else did.”
― Konstantin Simonov

“Зашел он с правой стороны, я дверцу открыл, посадил его рядом с собой, поехали. Шустрый такой парнишка, а вдруг чего-то притих, задумался и нет-нет, да и взглянет на меня из-под длинных своих загнутых кверху ресниц, вздохнет. Такая мелкая птаха, а уже научился вздыхать. Его ли это дело? Спрашиваю: «Где же твой отец, Ваня?» Шепчет: «Погиб на фронте». — «А мама?» — «Маму бомбой убило в поезде, когда мы ехали». — «А откуда вы ехали?» — «Не знаю, не помню…» — «И никого у тебя тут родных нету?» — «Никого». — «Где же ты ночуешь?» — «А где придется».”
― Mikhail Sholokhov, The Fate of a Man and Early Stories

“What makes us the most normal," said Reiko, "is knowing that we're not normal.”
― Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood