Well You've Been Brought Here Against Your

It Occurs To Me That Even Though Zoya And I Are Both Still Alive, My Life Is Already Over. She Will Be Taken From Me Soon And There Will Be No Reason For Me To Continue Without Her. We Are One Person, You See. We Are Georgyandzoya.

I Was A Very Quiet Child, Quite Introverted, Really. Independent, Yes; I Didn't Need A Lot Of Supervision. Less So Than I Did When I Got Older, Maybe. But I Was A Bookish Child, Not Surprisingly. I Could Sit Quite Happily In A Corner For Hours And Entertain Myself With Books.

Just Because A Man Glances Up At The Sky At Night Does Not Make Him An Astronomer, You Know.

Their Lost Voices Must Continue To Be Heard.

We All Are [normal]. Their Idea Of Normal Just Happens To Be Different To Some Other People's Idea Of Normal. But This Is The World We Live In. Some People Simply Cannot Accept Something That Is Outside Of Their Experience.