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328 pages, Hardcover
First published February 27, 2014
"'Fair?' I asked, shaking my head....'the world is the world and we're cast into whatever roles we fall into. It's not my fault that I was born rich and you were born poor....You want to destroy a world of mountains and valleys and make a plain flat field."There's also this one part where she just randomly dangles her legs over the edge of the train car door "something I never would have done the day before yesterday, but now seemed no more life-threatening than our current situation." That paragraph is for the sole purpose of her discovering icicles with which she can open these cans of caviar they found. And don't get me started on how stupid she is in the first chapter.
"If only they understood that Alexei would be the greatest thing ever to happen to Russia."Why? Because he loves you? In the second chapter, she magically became better, but then she started talking about how Russian winters got rid of Napoleon and the Poles. However Once she actually steps outside into the Russian winter in the present, she just starts talking about how pretty snow is as if it could never possibly be a problem. "It was a particularly enjoyable pastime, spotting the visitors - the people who didn't know just how to bow into the wind." She loves her country, supposedly for more than its parties, but for what else does she love it? Does she think that by her half-baked plan to get the magic egg and get her historically inaccurate bad-boy boyfriend on the throne mean love for her country?
”Alexei must have seen the hurt on my face—hiding my thoughts from him was nearly impossible. He saw every blink, every fidget, every half-sigh. I suspect it was because, given his condition, he spent much of his life being watched and worried about; he learned to be equally aware of others� pain, be it of the body or the heart.�
”Those of us who remained were orphaned, wandering about, waiting for the world we’d always known to spin back around and claim us. It was lonely now, our houses islands amid broken seas of our old lives.�I loved the way these relationships developed, and have to point out how well written this book is. It was very easy to feel what Natalya and Emilia were going through and it was easy to picture the Russian that we were shown.
"The rioters at the gates were loud, but no match for the music of the Winter Palace."
'There was no mistaking a Russian winter. It was a unique thing, a creature born and bred for Russian soil, one that sometimes brutalised the natives but often served as our secret weapon. Napoleon's army was defeated not only by the Russian people, but by Russia herself.'
“You said it wasn’t your fault for being born rich any more than it was my fault for being born poor. And you’re right. But if we don’t do anything to fix the world, if we just shrug and let children starve and soldiers die and people be treated like cattle . . . if we don’t fix the world, Miss Kutepova, I believe it becomes our fault.�