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...
There are just people going about what they always do.Talking. Parking crooked.
The flyscreen door is torn at the edges. Fraying. I open it and knock on the wood. The sound rhymes with my heartbeat.
The first couple of times, he simply stayed - a stranger to kill the aloneness. A few nights after that, he whispered Shhh, I’m here, its alright. After three weeks, he held her. Trust was accumulated...
For a long time, she sat and saw.She had seen her brother die with one eye open, on still in a dream. She had said goodbye to her mother and imagined her lonely wait for a train back home to oblivion....
Our own place is mall perhaps, but when your old man is eaten by his own shadow, you realise that maybe in every house, something so savage and sad and brilliant is standing up, without the world even...
Because you don't learn anything unless you can find the patience to read. TV takes that away from you. It robs you from your mind.
The only people we want to blame are ourselves, because it will be ourselves that we rely upon.
I'd seen glimpses of a different me. It was a different me because in those increments of time I thought I actually became a winner.The truth, however, is painful.It was a truth that told me with a sc...
He switched off the light, came back and sat in the chair. In the darkness, Liesel kept her eyes open. She was watching the words.
All four of us were young and undaunted and our smiles were so strong that it made me smile even then on the couch, with a kind of loss.
What do you want to kiss me for? I'm filthy.'- LieselSo am I.'- Rudy
The bittersweetness of uncertainty: To win or to lose.
So I saw that there was only me. There was only me who could worry about what was happening here, inside these walls of my life. Other people had their own worlds to worry about, and in the end, they...
He's been to the brink and come back. I guess when you lose your pride, even for just a moment, you realise how much it means to you.
And when we finally stood up and turned to face the world, I could feel something climbing through me. I could feel it on its hands and knees inside me, rising up, rising up - and I smiled.I smiled, t...
There were thousands of households throughout that city and there was something happening in all of them. There was some kind of story in each, but self-contained. No one else knew. No one else cared.
One good punch from Rube on me would send the sky into my head and the clouds into my lungs. I just always tried to stay up.
He was into the skating culture now and I was into, well, I'm not sure what I was into. I was into roaming around on my own, and I enjoyed it.
A happening was looming. It was out there somewhere beyond the regular enclosed life that I had been living. It was out there, not waiting, but existing. Being. Perhaps it was only slightly wondering...