You hungry?' Rudy asked. Liesel replied, 'Starving.' For a book.
Summer came.For the book thief, everything was going nicely.For me, the sky was the color of Jews.When their bodies had finished scouring for gaps in the door, their souls rose up. When their fingerna...
Las intrigas que nos empujan hasta el final son las que me inquietan, me desconciertan, me pican la curiosidad y me asombran.Quedan muchas cosas en las que pensar.Queda mucha historia.
It's funny how when you watch people from a long distance, it all seems voiceless. It's like watching a silent movie. You guess what people say. You watch their mouths move and imagine the sounds of t...
Saukerl, she laughed, and as she held up her hand, she knew completely that he was simultaneously calling her a Saumensch. I think that's as close to love as eleven-year-olds can get.
[Mama's] voice was surprisingly calm and caring. As you can imagine, this worried the girl a great deal. She'd have preferred to hear them arguing. Whispering adults hardly inspired confidence.
I have hated the words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right. Outside,
You will be caked in your own body.
Competence was attractive.
It was November 3 and the floor of the train held onto his feet
Summer came. For the books thief, everything was going nicely. For me, the sky was the color of Jews.
… it was raining on Himmel Street when the world ended for Liesel Meminger.The sky was dripping.Like a tap that a child has tried its hardest to turn off but hasn’t quite managed.
Cómo no va a gustarle a alguien un hombre que no sólo se fija en los colores, sino que además los comenta.
Sometimes I just survive.But sometimes I stand on the rooftop of my existence, arms stretched out, begging for more.
Death waits for no man - and if he does, he doesn't usually wait for very long.
Si hubiera podido ver arrodillada a la ladrona de libros junto a su cuerpo diezmado, habría gritado de alegría y girado sobre sí mismo y sonreído. Le habría encantado contemplarla besándole los polvor...
I only know that all of those people would have sensed me that night, excluding the youngest of the children. I was the suggestion. I was the advice, my imagined feet walking into the kitchen and down...
The tears grappled with her face. Rudy, please, wake up, Goddamn it, wale up, I love you. Come on, Rudy, come on, Jesse Owens, don't you know I love you, wake up, wake up, wake up..But nothing cared.....
Though, the words were on their way, and when they arrived, Liesel would hold them in her hands like the clouds, and she would wring them out like the rain.
I have hated the words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right. - Liesel Meminger
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