I recently heard a joke: "The criterion of a true friendship: When you invite him/her over, you don't tidy up your apartment". I am a neat freak, so friend or foe would rarely see my apartment messy. Yesterday I went half way across the city to a...

I was standing at the Pushkin Museum of Fine Arts, mesmerized by the colorful writings on the sarcophagus. I was following the lines and the curves as if trying to inhale the power behind them. Egyptian myths emerging from the depth of my memory...

My past life seems to be a chain of impression management efforts. It started with reading the Economist in public transport, - as opposed to most women reading low quality celebrity gossip and outdated fashion magazines. Why did I do that? Not...

I like surprises. I really do. That is why, when I questioned our relationship, I sometimes also attributed my doubt to the fact that Andri didn't surprise me enough when we were together, - I mean surprise to the point of a shock and temporary...

"What paradox was to me in the sphere of thought, perversity became to me in the sphere of passion. Desire, at the end, was a malady, or a madness, or both. I grew careless of the lives of others. I took pleasure where it pleased me, and passed on. I...