Character: Robert Ross. Page 1

I adore you anyway, even though you find it dangerous. To idolize is joyful, and the sooner you do it, the better.

- In this vodka in my glass, in a piece of meat on the stove and, I hope, in both of us ...

In the States, everything was not the same as in Europe, where the missing third dimension was replaced by the struggle against bureaucracy, against the authorities and gendarmes, the struggle for temporary visas, for work, the struggle against customs officers and police - in short, the struggle to survive! And here we were met by silence, dead calm! Only screaming newspaper headlines and radio bulletins reminded of the war raging far overseas; America knew only war on the air: not a single enemy plane plowed the American skies, not a single bomb fell on American soil, not a single machine gun fired at American cities.

The Germans remain bureaucrats, even if they are deliberately doing wrong. It seems to them that by doing so it becomes right.

- Then even more so.

“I’ll set myself up differently. And if everything is really all right, then I will dissolve again. I know myself. But if they say to me: "Your life is in danger," I will begin to fight. I will fight like a madman for the time that I still have left. And, fighting, perhaps, I will extend my term. Otherwise, precious time will be wasted.

Natasha was just gorgeous. Anger did not distort her features; on the contrary, he painted her. She trembled not only from anger, but also from the fullness of life.

- There are a few. Emigrants. I have noticed that they have an ingenious ability to make false accusations against innocent men. In their opinion, this does not allow love to fade away.

Stay with me, creature from another world! Don't leave me before I leave you! Blessed be your essence, the embodiment of wildness and peace!

I did not take my eyes off Natasha. With a concentrated look, she stood silently in the white spotlight. And it seemed to me that in front of me was a very fragile, charming copy of a giant statue, which illuminates the raging waves of the Atlantic with its torch, a fearless woman, though not quite like her mighty prototype - a certain hybrid of Brunhilde and a wicked French tradeswoman - and a woman, rather like Diana emerging from virgin forests, warlike and invincible. But this Diana was dangerous too. Dangerous and ready to fight for her freedom.

The word "war" just didn't sound here [in America]. This country was separated from its wars by the ocean and half the globe. Its borders were nowhere in contact with the borders of enemy states. This country was not bombed. And they did not fire.

- Better than in Italy, New York is an Italian city. In addition, it is a Spanish city, Jewish, Hungarian, Chinese, African and Historical German.

I wake up. I’m tired of stupid juggling with words. There is nothing more exhausting than being present when a person demonstrates his mind. Especially if there is no mind.

- I know there's a war going on. And at such a time, it's funny to cry because of trivia. But I roar and that's it. Despite the fact that somewhere far from us dozens of battles are played.
- I understand that. War has nothing to do with it. Let hundreds of thousands of people be killed somewhere... If you cut your finger, the pain will not subside.