Não torne as coisas piores, pensando que dói mais do que você realmente está sentindo.
In that direction only pain lies.
I didn’t blow anyone!’ he roared. ‘If anyone was getting blown it was me. Although, of course, it wasn’t me anyway, as it never happened.’ ‘That’s a great quote,’ said Mr Denby-Denby. ‘We should defin...
E só naquele momento, com o dia já quase no fim, a gente finalmente começou a conversar. Era como se fôssemos agentes secretos, mas tivéssemos cansado de tudo e decidido simplesmente abandonar o disfa...
Let's not play games, Mr. Cratchett," I replied. "I wanted to let you know that I'll be coming in for an appointment with Mr. Raisin on Tuesday morning at eleven o'clock. I shall need about an hour an...
The more you read, the more you write, the more the ideas will appear. They’ll fall like confetti around your head and your only difficulty will be deciding which ones to catch and which to let fall t...
The moral of the story’, he repeated, leaning forward and placing his hands flat on the desk in front of him, ‘is that every so often a natural disaster comes along, an act of God, and it blows all th...
No woman will ever take care of my children but me, she said. I will not allow it, do you understand?And after I am gone Madge Toxley, if you try to make them yours, then you will live to regret it.
If it wasn’t for the fact that Bruno was nowhere near as skinny as the boys on his side of the fence, and not quite so pale either, it would have been difficult to tell them apart. It was almost (Shmu...
Fences like this exist all over the world. We hope you never have to reach such a fence.
We’re none of us normal. Not in this fucking country.
And I am not one of these long-living fictional characters who prays for death as a release from the captivity of eternal life; not for me the endless whining and wailing of the undead.
There was a huge wire fence that ran along the length of the house and turned in at the top, extending further along in either direction, further than she could possibly see. The fence was very high,...
The same thing that’s happened
Let's just hope we get to come back here someday when all this is over
I’m asking you, if we’re not Jews, what are we instead?’ ‘We’re the opposite,
I never really noticed it any more, in the way that one often ignores familiar things, like seat cushions or loved ones.
Fences such as the one at the heart of The Boy in the Striped Pajamas still exist; it is unlikely that they will ever fully disappear. But whatever reaction you have to this story, I hope that the voi...
Father laughed, which upset Bruno even more; there was nothing that made him more angry than when a grown-up laughed at him for not knowing something, especially when he was trying to find out the ans...
But here’s what you have to remember: There are no homosexuals in Ireland. You might have got it into your head that you are one but you’re just wrong, it’s as simple as that. You’re wrong.