Raina Petkoff Character Analysis

On the balcony a young lady, intensely conscious of the romantic beauty of the night, and of the fact that her own youth and beauty are part of it, is gazing at the snowy Balkans.

I am so happy—so proud! It proves all our ideas were real after all.

The world is really a glorious world for women who can see its glory and men who can act its romance!

I am a Swiss, fighting merely as a professional soldier. I joined Servia because it came first on the road from Switzerland.

There are only two sorts of soldiers: old ones and young ones.

Oh you are a very poor soldier—a chocolate cream soldier! Come, cheer up.

Sergius Saranoff…is a tall, romantically handsome man…the result is precisely what the advent of the nineteenth century thought first produced in England: to wit, Byronism…it is clear that here is Raina’s ideal hero

Dearest, all my deeds have been yours. You inspired me. I have gone through the war like a knight in a tournament with his lady looking down on him!

I think we two have found the higher love. When I think of you, I feel that I could never do a base deed, or think an ignoble thought.

I want to be quite perfect with Sergius—no meanness, no smallness, no deceit. My relation to him is the one really beautiful and noble part of my life.

Do you know, you are the first man I ever met who did not take me seriously?
You mean, don’t you, that I am the first man that has ever taken you quite seriously?

The world is not such an innocent place as we used to think.

On the balcony a young lady, intensely conscious of the romantic beauty of the night, and of the fact that her own youth and beauty are part of it, is gazing at the snowy Balkans.

I am so happy—so proud! It proves all our ideas were real after all.

The world is really a glorious world for women who can see its glory and men who can act its romance!

I am a Swiss, fighting merely as a professional soldier. I joined Servia because it came first on the road from Switzerland.

There are only two sorts of soldiers: old ones and young ones.

Oh you are a very poor soldier—a chocolate cream soldier! Come, cheer up.

Sergius Saranoff…is a tall, romantically handsome man…the result is precisely what the advent of the nineteenth century thought first produced in England: to wit, Byronism…it is clear that here is Raina’s ideal hero

Dearest, all my deeds have been yours. You inspired me. I have gone through the war like a knight in a tournament with his lady looking down on him!

I think we two have found the higher love. When I think of you, I feel that I could never do a base deed, or think an ignoble thought.

I want to be quite perfect with Sergius—no meanness, no smallness, no deceit. My relation to him is the one really beautiful and noble part of my life.

Do you know, you are the first man I ever met who did not take me seriously?
You mean, don’t you, that I am the first man that has ever taken you quite seriously?

The world is not such an innocent place as we used to think.