The writing isn't the strongest here, but the story and characters are quite compelling. I didn't fall in love with the sentences, but I did fall in lThe writing isn't the strongest here, but the story and characters are quite compelling. I didn't fall in love with the sentences, but I did fall in love with the characters and the direction the plot is taking.
I'm very much looking forward to starting the next book in the series.
"For the way loneliness is worse when you return to it after a reprieve - like the soul's version of putting on a wet bathing suit, clammy and miserable."...more
I decided to read this book after reading the below quote somewhere, maybe this site, maybe another.
"I could recognize him by touch alone, by smell;I decided to read this book after reading the below quote somewhere, maybe this site, maybe another.
"I could recognize him by touch alone, by smell; I would know him blind, by the way his breaths came and his feet struck the earth. I would know him in death, at the end of the world."
Worth every moment, every sentence. A beautiful imagining.
"I hear the stinging slap, over and over, of waves reproaching the shore. He stirs and the air stirs with him, bearing the musk-sweet smell of his body. I think: This is what I will miss. I think: I will kill myself rather than miss it. I think: How long do we have?" ...more
I'm so sad I've finished reading this. I never wanted this book to end.
"I will see him with his skin off before I agree to fall in love. For this wasI'm so sad I've finished reading this. I never wanted this book to end.
"I will see him with his skin off before I agree to fall in love. For this was how Marya Morevna surmised that love was shaped; an agreement, a treaty between two nations that one could either sign or not as they pleased." -page 24
"She had become quite good at keeping her face hidden in a book while never faltering in her steps, never swerving from her path. Besides, a book kept the wind out." - page 26
"Marya thought she knew the house on Gorokhovaya Street. After all, she had lived there all her life. She had sipped 3,070 bowls of soup in the kitchen with black tile. She had eaten 2,325 entire fish at the cherrywood table with three knots in the center. She had dreamt 5,475 dreams in her little bed with its red blankets. She had lived inside the house - she belonged to it." - page 31
"His eyes sparkled in the cold, the way distant stars will when the night freezes." - page 56
"His lips shone bright and dark, soft and heart-shaped. She felt, looking at him, that she could not see him at all, but could see only the things that made him unlike a man, the lushness of his face and the slowness of his manner." - page 56
"Children may wear through their socks marking in righteous parades, but Papa never misses his wine with supper. Therefore, it is better to be strong and cruel than to be fair. At least, one eats better that way. And morality is more dependent on the state of one's stomach than of one's nation." - page 65 (this sounds like something Felix would say)
"He simply murmured to her, stroked her hair, called her volchitsa, medevezhka, koshechka. Wolfling, she-bear, wild little kitten." - page 69
"'Do you still love me, then, Mashenka?' 'Of course, Nashenka. Punishment doesn't mean you aren't loved. On the contrary. You can really only punish someone you love.'" - page 94
"She expects you to cheat! Masha, whom I love: These tasks do not test your strength or your wiliness; they test your ability to cheat, which is the truest measure of a devil. They are designed to be impossible if you play fair. What should you do instead? Walk into no-man's-land unprotected and be lost forever?" - page 118 (his smile comes to mind here)
The stallion snorted, and his breath curled in the cold. "Marya Morevna, we are better at this than you are. We can hold two terrible ideas at once in our hearts. NEver have your folk delighted us more, been more like family. For a devil, hypocrisy is a parlor game, like charades. Such fun, and when the evening is done we shall be holding our bellies to keep from dying of laughter." - page 148...more