There were people everywhere on the city street, but the stranger could not have been more alone if it were empty.
Seen her.
Even death has a heart.
Really did the research in phases, before, during, and after I’d finished the manuscript. It wasn’t until the end of the writing that I went to Munich to check all of my facts, especially little thing...
They accumulated, hour by hour, like sweet and sour dreams, waiting to happen.
I have hated words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right.
I have hated the words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right. Outside,
They fought like champions.For a minute.Just when it was getting interesting, both boys were hauled away their collars. A watchful parent.
Politics. Later, they read some more in bed, adhering to the tradition of circling the words she didn’t know and
Misery was attached to them as if assigned. Don’t forget your misery …
They were all placed on a conveyor belt and run through a rampant machine that gave them a lifetime in ten minutes. Words were fed into them. Time disappeared and they now knew everything they needed...
They were frightened, no question, but they were not afraid of me. It was a fear of messing up and having to face themselves again, and facing the world, and the likes of you.
He was exercising his God-given right to stupidity.
To live.Living was living.The price was guilt, and shame.
Caughtoutedness.
Belki kelimesi beni rahatsız etmeye başlamıştı çünkü sabit olan tek şey 'belkiler'in sonsuza dek benimle kalabilecek olmasıydı.
What about her? Liesel was exercising the blatant right of every person who’s ever belonged to a family. It’s all very well for such a person to whine and moan and criticize other family members but t...
Well, promise me one thing, Liesel. If I die anytime soon, you make sure they bury me right.
His eyes were the color of agony...
Here is a small fact:You are going to die.
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