Oh my god, it's good to be alive!
You have amazing gifts. Don't squander them. Don't give them out meaninglessly, don't abuse them, don't take them for granted. You are the weapon you carry with you till the day you die. -Tatiana and Alexander
I love you breathlessly, my amazing man.
I love you. I'm blind for you, wild for you. Sick with you. I told you that our first night together when I asked you to marry me, I am telling you now. Everything that's happened to us, everything, is because I crossed the street for you. I worship you. You know that through and through.
Dear God, Tatiana prayed in bed that night, turning to the wall and pulling the white sheet and the thin brown blanket over herself. If You are there somewhere, please teach me how to hide what I never knew how to show.
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.
If there is God, I thought. . . Please some day let me make love to this girl while she wears that dress. " "Oh. . . " "Tatiasha. . . isn't it nice to know there is a God?
The real question is not whether machines think but whether men do. The mystery which surrounds a thinking machine already surrounds a thinking man.
I feel there is a strong bond between artists and children and all other sacred fools.
There are many things a man will do, but betrayal for a price is not one of yours.
I put a mustache and some eyebrows on, and I looked just like Nicolas Cage. . . . We have the same amazingly handsome good looks.