A day merges through a multitude of shades and intonations, with each passing moment.
[...] no corrían tiempos para abandonarse a la esperanza, aunque casi pudiera tocarla.
You're an idiot-but you're our kind of idiot. Come on.
You will be caked in your own body.
When finally she finished and stood herself up, he put his arm around her, best-buddy style, and they walked on. There was no request for a kiss. Nothing like that. You can love Rudy for that, if you...
War clearly blurred the distinction between logic and superstition.
Un asiento, dos hombres, una breve discusión y yo.A veces me mata ver cómo muere la gente.
Two Giant Words: I'm Sorry
They walked on in silence for a while, until Rudy said, I just wish I was like Jesse Owens, Papa. This time, Mr. Steiner placed his hand on Rudy’s head and explained, I know, son—but you’ve got beauti...
They waited for the clouds to disappear, and when they did, they could see the rest of the forest.It wouldn't stop growing, she explained.But neither would this. The young man looked at the branch th...
There were people of every stature, but amongst them, the poor were the most easily recognised. The impoverished always try to keep moving, as if relocating might help. They ignore the reality that a...
There were people everywhere on the city street, but the stranger could not have been more alone if it were empty.
The world is lightening, taking shape, and turning to color.
The words. Why did they have to exist? Without them, there wouldn't be any of this.
The thought of missing it was eased when she found a gap in the bodies and was able to see the mound of guilt, still intact. It was prodded and splashed, even spat on. It reminded her of an unpopular...
The sky was murky and deep, like quicksand. There was a young man parcelled up in barbed wire, like a crown of thorns. I untangled him and carried him out. High above the earth, we sank together, to o...
The silence was always the greates temptation.
The science of Papa’s trade brought him an even greater level of respect. It was well and good to share bread and music, but it was nice for Liesel to know that he was also more than capable in his oc...
The question is, what color will everything be at that moment when I come for you? What will the sky be saying? Personally,
The question is, what color will everything be at that moment when I come for you? What will the sky be saying? Personally, I like a chocolate-colored sky. Dark, dark chocolate. People say it suits me...