“She leaned down and looked at his lifeless face and Leisel kissed her best friend, Rudy Steiner, soft and true on his lips. He tasted dusty and sweet. He tasted like regret in the shadows of trees and in the glow of the anarchist's suit collection. She kissed him long and soft, and when she pulled herself away, she touched his mouth with her fingers...She did not say goodbye. She was incapable, and after a few more minutes at his side, she was able to tear herself from the ground. It amazes me what humans can do, even when streams are flowing down their faces and they stagger on...”
― The Book Thief
― The Book Thief
“She said it out loud, the words distributed into a room that was full of cold air and books. Books everywhere! Each wall was armed with overcrowded yet immaculate shelving. It was barely possible to see paintwork. There were all different styles and sizes of lettering on the spines of the black, the red, the gray, the every-colored books. It was one of the most beautiful things Liesel Meminger had ever seen.
With wonder, she smiled.
That such a room existed!”
― The Book Thief
With wonder, she smiled.
That such a room existed!”
― The Book Thief
“I want words at my funeral. But I guess that means you need life in your life.”
― The Book Thief
― The Book Thief
“I am haunted by humans.”
― The Book Thief
― The Book Thief
“Like most misery, it started with apparent happiness.”
― The Book Thief
― The Book Thief
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