“Elena gave a low laugh. "Maleeshka, little one, it's me you're talking to, not the Cossack. I am a whore and I know the smell of men and the smell of sex. You stink of both.”

“The sight of you brings joy to my heart and makes my blood thunder in my veins. I know not how long I will be allowed to stand here. So there are words I must say. That you are the moon and the stars to me, and the air I breathe. To love you is to live. So if I die.... I will still live in you.”

“Pogledala je dolje u svoje isprepletene prste i šaptom pitala :Koliko čovjek smije riskirati za ljubav?”

“...je li se i Bog tako osjećao kad je stvorio čovjeka?Da je stvorio prekrasan stroj za ubijanje?”

“Naslonila je glavu na prozorsko staklo i udahnula.Toliko je dugo čekala da je zaboravila koliko je uzbudljivo živjeti u sadašnjosti.Imati ono što želiš.Htjeti ono što imaš.”

“he was sick of the accidents, sick to his stomach. It was the darkness workers didn't see things. The shifts were too long, the tools too blunt, the wage too low.And he was the one they blamed.”

“To sjećanje izmamilo joj je osmijeh na lice i ona je pustila da joj misli polete prema njemu kao pčele koje slijede neodoljivi miris orhideje.Nije se borila protiv toga.Ne ovaj put.Samo noćas,dopustit će si slatko,bestežinsko zadovoljstvo da sklizne natrag u prošlost.”