There are days when I rather detest living in the year 1867. Everything moves so quickly. Change is happening at such a pace. I preferred the way of life thirty years ago when I was a boy.
I like 'fresh fruit flan', said the donkey. Three excellent words. I don't have one, said Noah immediately before the question could even be asked, and the donkey opened his eyes wide in suprise, and...
I would have dearly liked to close the French doors between us for a bit of peace, but Mam wouldn't allow it; she said that solitude would give me ideas and the last thing a boy of my age needed was i...
Something must be done. Not just for him but for all the Pierrots out there. The Führer will destroy the whole country if he’s not stopped. The whole of Europe. He says that he is illuminating the min...
I said my goodbyes to Madge at the front door and watched her for a few moments as she made her way down the driveway before closing it again. At first I rested my forehead against the woodwork, wonde...
But they’d never once invited any of the striped pyjama people to dinner.
But they’d never once invited any of the striped pajama people to dinner.
Situations like that always made Bruno feel very uncomfortable because, in his heart, he knew that there was no reason to be impolite to someone, even if they did work for you. There was such a thing...
Oh, I hate him,' she said, and I noticed a flush of colour come into her cheeks and the manner in which the fingers of her left hand dug into her palm, as if she wanted something to take away the pain...
My twin contradictory places of idleness: the public bar and the chapel. One so social and teeming with life, the other quiet and warning of death.
Do you think . . . ?'I do sometimes, my boy,'admitted the old man. 'When I can't avoid it.
He had never felt so ashamed in his life; he had never imagined that he could behave so cruelly. He wondered how a boy who thought he was a good person really could act in such a cowardly way towards...
Where do [writers] get [their] ideas? And the answer is that no one knows where the come from and nobody should know. They evolve in thin air, they float down from some mysterious heaven, and we reach...
Waarom zou vader op zo'n nare plek willen werken met al die buren? Het slaat nergens op.
Throughout my teenage years, I read 'A Christmas Carol' by Charles Dickens every December. It was a story that never failed to excite me, for as well as being a Dickens enthusiast, I have always loved...
He didn't want to play football. He wanted to be told the truth.
Aus-Wisch?, fragte Bruno, Was ist ein Aus-Wisch?
Actually, they were very strange parents,' I told her. 'Neither of them were what you might call conventional people. And they had an extremely peculiar approach to parenting. Sometimes I felt as if I...
All – were wearing the same clothes as each other: a pair of grey striped pyjamas with a grey striped cap on their heads.
Todo esto, por supuesto, pasó hace mucho, mucho tiempo, y nunca podría volver a pasar nada parecido. Hoy en día, no.