Sign in with Facebook
“A bus came. The soldier turned away from her and walked toward it. Tatiana watched him. Even his walk was from another world; the step was too sure, the stride too long, yet somehow it all seemed right, looked right, felt right. It was like stumbling on a book you thought you had lost. Ah, yes, there it is.”
― The Bronze Horseman
― The Bronze Horseman
“There are some battles, no matter how much you don’t want to fight them, that you just have to fight. That are worth giving your life for.”
― The Bronze Horseman
― The Bronze Horseman
“Tatiana: I found my true love on Ulita Saltykov-Schedrin, while I sat on a bench eating ice cream.
Alexander: You didn't find me. You weren't even looking for me. I found you.
Long pause.
Tatiana: Alexander, we're you .... looking for me ?
Alexander: All my life.”
― The Bronze Horseman
Alexander: You didn't find me. You weren't even looking for me. I found you.
Long pause.
Tatiana: Alexander, we're you .... looking for me ?
Alexander: All my life.”
― The Bronze Horseman
“We walk alone through this world, but if we're lucky, we have a moment of belonging to something, to someone, that sustains us through a lifetime of loneliness.”
― Tatiana and Alexander
― Tatiana and Alexander
“Soldier! Let me cradle your head and caress your face, let me kiss your dear sweet lips and cry across the seas and whisper through the icy Russian grass how I feel for you . . . Luga, Ladoga, Leningrad, Lazarevo . . . Alexander, once you carried me, and now I carry you. Into my eternity, now I carry you.
Through Finland, through Sweden, to America, hand outstretched, I stand and limp forward, the galloping steed black and riderless in my wake. Your heart, your rifle, they will comfort me, they’ll be my cradle and my grave.
Lazarevo drips you into my soul, dawn drop by moonlight drop from the river Kama. When you look for me, look for me there, because that’s where I will be all the days of my life. (Tatiana)”
― The Bronze Horseman
Through Finland, through Sweden, to America, hand outstretched, I stand and limp forward, the galloping steed black and riderless in my wake. Your heart, your rifle, they will comfort me, they’ll be my cradle and my grave.
Lazarevo drips you into my soul, dawn drop by moonlight drop from the river Kama. When you look for me, look for me there, because that’s where I will be all the days of my life. (Tatiana)”
― The Bronze Horseman
Lucia’s 2025 Year in Books
Take a look at Lucia’s Year in Books, including some fun facts about their reading.
602 books
|
59 friends
648 books
|
133 friends
1,084 books
|
90 friends
304 books
|
46 friends
276 books
|
85 friends
122 books
|
9 friends
107 books
|
17 friends
54 books
|
6 friends
More friends…
Favorite Genres
Polls voted on by Lucia
Lists liked by Lucia
