Junto a los escombros de Colonia, un grupo de niños recogía contenedores de combustible vacíos arrojados por sus enemigos. Como siempre, yo recogía humanos. Estaba cansada. Y apenas habíamos llegado a...
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 they won't let a...
Liesel was sure her mother carried the memory of him, slung over her shoulder. She dropped him. She saw his feet and legs and body slap the platform.
Living was living. The price was guilt and shame.
Ljudi su ponekad prelijepi.Ne zbog izgleda.Ne zbog onoga što govore.Nego zbog onoga što jesu.
Many times, she wanted to ask her papa if he might teach her to play, but somehow, something always stopped her. Perhaps an unknown intuition told her that she would never be able to play it like Hans...
Max, she said. He turned and briefly closed his eyes as the girl continued. 'There was once a strange, small man,' she said. Her arms were loose but her hands were fists at her side. But there was a...
Maxi Taxi, you’ve got him now, you’ve got him, Jew boy, you’ve got him, you’ve got him! A small kid with soft tufts of hair, a beaten nose, and swampy eyes, Max was a good head shorter
Maybe one morning I’ll wake up and step outside of myself to look back at the old me lying dead among the sheets.
Me maravilla lo que los humanos son capaces de hacer aunque estén llorado a lágrima viva, que sigan adelante, tambaleantes, tosiendo, rebuscando, hallando.
Mesele eski arkadaşın, daha iyi bir arkadaş olması değildir. Sadece o kişiyi daha iyi tanırsınız ve zavallı bir budala gibi davranmanızdan rahatsız olmayacağını bilirsiniz.
Měla narozeniny, ale dárek dala ona mě.
No podía hacer nada contra la atracción que ejercían los libros sobre ella.
No snapping, slapping, no jolt. Those things happen when you wake from a bad dream, not when you wake into one.
No, I'm not a saint, Sophie. I'm just another stupid human.
No, thought Liesel as she walked. It’s my heart that is tired. A thirteen-year-old heart shouldn’t feel like this.
Non rendetemi felice. Non riempitemi, per favore, non lasciate che mi persuada che qualcosa di buono possa venire fuori da tutto ciò. Guardate i miei lividi. Guardate questo taglio. Vedete il taglio c...
Non è questo posto, penso. Sono le persone.Saremmo stati gli stessi anche altrove. Ovunque.
Not leaving: an act of trust and love, often deciphered by children.
Några år senare skulle han bli en som gav bort bröd, inte stal det - ytterligare bevis på hur motsägelsefull människan är. En nypa godhet. En nypa ondska. Tillsätt vatten och rör om.
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