That's the sort of thing I'll never know, or comprehend __ what humans are capable of.
In the darkness of my dark-beating heart, I know. He’d have loved it, all right. You see? Even death has a heart.
THE BOOK THIEF—LAST LINE I have hated the words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right.
Jesse Owens? Mr. Steiner was the type of man who was very wooden. His voice was angular and true. His body was tall and heavy, like oak. His hair was like splinters. What about him?
Statues with beating hearts.
A DEFINITION NOT FOUNDIN THE DICTIONARYNot leaving: an act of trust and love,often deciphered by children
Stealing it, in a sick kind of sense, was like earning it.
It’s impeccable how brutal the truth can be at times. You can only admire it. Usually,
A GUIDED TOUR OF SUFFERING: To your left, perhaps your right, perhaps even straight ahead, you find a small black room. In it sits a Jew. He is scum. He is starving. He is afraid. Please - try not to...
It amazes me what humans can do, even when streams are flowing down their faces and they stagger on...
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...
The question is, what color will everything be at that moment when I come for you? What will the sky be saying? Personally,
I'd rather chase the sun than wait for it.
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...
I am all bluster-I am not violent.I am not malicious-I am a result.
Supongo que lo que espero es la vida que vendrá más allá de estas páginas.
That makes two weeks. Two weeks to change the world, and fourteen days to ruin it.
The day was gray, the color of Europe.
If you feel like it, come with me. I will tell you a story. I'll show you something.
Suzanne trabaja media jornada. Odia a su padre. Y se odia a sí misma por no plantarle cara. Se lamenta de todo.—Pero adoro a Melinda —dice—. Es el toque de belleza en medio de tanta fealdad.
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