Quotes From "Uprooted" By Naomi Novik

I grabbed back at him just as incautiously with my hand and my magic both, even as he pressed magic on me from his side as well. His breath huffed out sharply, and our workings caught on one another, magic gushing into them. Naomi Novik

I didn't properly think about what was happening even as I kissed him back, my laughter spilling into his mouth and making stutters of my kisses. I was still bound up with him, our magic snarled up into great messy tangled knots. I didn't have anything to compare that intimacy to. I'd felt the hot embarrassment of it, but I'd thought of it vaguely like being naked in front of a stranger. I hadn't connected it to sex–sex was poetic references in songs, my mother's practical instructions, and those few awful hideous moments in the tower with Prince Marek, where I might as well have been a rag doll as far as he'd cared. But now I toppled the Dragon over, clutching at his shoulders. As we fell his thigh pressed between mine, through my skirts, and in one shuddering jolt I began to form a startled new understanding. . Naomi Novik

But she hadn't been able to take root. She'd remembered the wrong things, and forgotten too much. She'd remembered how to kill and how to hate, and she'd forgotten how to grow. Naomi Novik

It's a lie that matches his desire. Naomi Novik

You’ve been inexpressibly lucky, ” he said finally. “And inexpressibly mad, although in your case the two seem to be the same thing Naomi Novik

But none of that matters at all.” His head raised to stare balefully at me, but I said, incoherent yet convinced, “It’s just–a way to go. There isn’t only one way to go.” I waved at his notes. “You’re trying to find a road where there isn’t one. It’s like–it’s gleaning in the woods, ” I said abruptly. “You have to pick your way through the thickets and the trees, and it’s different every time. Naomi Novik