—Cuéntame, Jimmy —dice. El temblor de las manos aumenta—. ¿Dónde has estado todo este tiempo? —Su voz es angustiada pero dulce—. ¿Dónde has estado?Tengo algo atascado en la garganta. Son las palabras....
¿Quién estaba allí para tranquilizarlo cuando le arrancaron la alfombra de la vida bajo los pies dormidos?.
You are going to die.
Y ese beso, Saumensch?
When they came together, Michael apologized.
When a woman with an iron fist tells you to get out there and clean spit off the door, you do it. Especially when the iron's hot.
When I’m there, Rube’s eyes fire into mine. Make sure you get up, they tell me, and I nod, then jump up. The jacket’s off. My skin’s warm. My wolfish hair sticks up as always, nice and thick. I’m read...
We might be criminals, but we’re not totally immoral
Two weeks to change the world, fourteen days to destroy it.
Trust was accumulated quickly, due primarily to the brute strength of the man's gentleness, his thereness.
Trust me, 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 rain.
They're strange, those wars.Full of blood and violence - but full of stories that are equally difficult to fanthom. It's true, people will mutter. I don't care if you don't belive me. It was the fox w...
The yawn of a girl can be so beautiful it makes you cringe.
The world is an ugly stew, she thought.It's so ugly I can't stand it.
The world did not deserve such a river.
The day was gray, the color of Europe.
That was when the world wasn’t so big and I could see everywhere.
Thank you. For Max Vandenburg, those were the two most pitiful words he could possibly say, rivaled only by I'm sorry. There was a constant urge to speak both expressions, spurred on by the affliction...
Tenía lo que llamaba un pequeño surtido de herramientas:Un libro pintado.Un puñado de lápices.Una cabeza llena de ideas.Como si fueran piezas de un puzzle, empezó a encajarlas.
Statues with beating hearts.