Status Updates From Doctor Zhivago

"I remember my childhood well. The death of a man at the hands of another was a rarity, an extraordinary phenomenon, out of the common run. Murders, it was supposed, happened only in tragedies, in detective novels, & in newspaper chronicles, not in ordinary life. & suddenly this leap from serene, innocent measuredness into blood & screaming, mass insanity, & the savagery of daily & hourly, lawful & extolled murder."

Im so obsessed with the prose in this. I'm afraid I've become a russian literature girl

“I shall see you, my beauty, my princess, my dearest rowan tree, my own heart’s blood.”

"Put an iron or something heavy on the lid of the pot, as I’ve done, to protect it from the rats. I’m out of my mind with joy.”