The question is, what colour will everything be at that moment when I come for you? What will the sky be saying?
A SMALL ANNOUNCEMENT *** ABOUT RUDY STEINERHe didn't deserve to die the way he did.
Where Hans Hubermann and Erik Vandenburg were ultimately united by music, Max and Liesel were held together by the quiet gathering of words.
He must have longed for it so much. He must have loved her so incredibly hard. So hard that he would never ask for her lips again and would go to his grave without them.
After another ten minutes, the gates of thievery would open just a crack, and Liesel Meminger would widen them a little further and squeeze through. ***TWO QUESTIONS***Would the gates shut behind her?...
Jesus, Mary …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...
I am not violent. I am not malicious. I am a result.
I feel the fear, but I walk fast toward it.
I just know that right now, we want to be proud. For once. We want to take the struggle and rise above it. We want to frame it, live it, survive it. We want to put it in our mouths and taste it and ne...
Si domandò quando esattamente i libri e le parole avessero incominciato a significare non solamente qualcosa, ma tutto.
My full name's Ed Kennedy. I'm nineteen. I'm an underage cab driver. I'm typical of many of the young men you see in this suburban outpost of the city- not a whole lot of prospects or possibility. Tha...
