“( In war) you determine who will die anyway, and you move to those you can save. You want to stand over the dead and cry, but that helps no one. That’s a tourist’s sensibility.” — Tatjana Soli Copy Share Image
“..hard to trust that after so much had been taken, so much could still be received.” — Tatjana Soli Copy Share
“But now she did belong to the ravaged city - her frame grown gaunt, her shoulders hunched from tiredness, the bone-sharp jaw line that… — Tatjana Soli Copy Share
Why did someone fall in love with you because you are one thing and then want you to be something else? — Tatjana Soli Copy Share
“Until then she had been blind, but when she saw those mountains, she slipped beneath the surface of the war and found the country.” — Tatjana Soli Copy Share
“Helen's Saigon had always been about selling - chickens, information, or lovely young women, it didn't matter. It had once been called the Pearl… — Tatjana Soli Copy Share
“No matter that they had been together for years, always a feeling of formality when they first saw each other again, even if the… — Tatjana Soli Copy Share
“Clear now that she was as dependent as any addict on the drug of the war. He had underestimated the damage in her.” — Tatjana Soli Copy Share
“It had always fascinated her - what happens when things break down, what are the basic units of life?” — Tatjana Soli Copy Share
“This is what happened when one left one's home - pieces of oneself scattered all over the world, no one place ever completely satisfied,… — Tatjana Soli Copy Share
“Something had broken inside her. No past or future, no sense of time, each day as endless as it was to a child. Linh… — Tatjana Soli Copy Share
Sometimes you have to fulfill a promise in order to deserve the love you're given. — Tatjana Soli Copy Share
“One fell in love with geography through people, and when the people were gone, the most beloved place turned cool and impersonal. _______” — Tatjana Soli Copy Share
“Saigon in utter darkness this last night of the war. A gestating monster. Her letter to Linh had been simple: I love you more… — Tatjana Soli Copy Share
