Of course you're real-like any thought or any story. It's real when you're in it.
Oh, come on, Arthur.I don't want to hear it, Andy.Jesus ChristHe doesn't want to hear it, either.
Once around the
Once, words had rendered Liesel useless, but now, when she sat on the floor, with the mayor’s wife at her husband’s desk, she felt an innate sense of power. It happened every time she deciphered a new...
One sat painfully now, among the falling chunks of rain, and the other stood next to her, waiting. Why did he have to die? she asked, but still, Rudy did nothing; he said nothing. When finally she fin...
Outside is dark.The kitchen light is loud.It deafens me as I walk towards it.
Papa would say a word and the girl would have to spell it aloud and then paint it on the wall, as long as she got it right. After a month, the wall was recoated. A fresh cement page.
Papa. She Would not, and could not, look at Papa. Not yet. Not now.
People die of broken hearts. They have heart attacks. And it's the heart that hurts most when things go wrong and fall apart.
Personally, I like a chocolate-colored sky. Dark, dark chocolate. People say it suits me. I do, however, try to enjoy the whole spectrum. A billion or so flavors, none of them quite the same, and a sk...
Please believe me when I tell you that I picked up each soul that day as if it were newly born. I even kissed a few weary, poisoned cheeks. I listened to their last, gasping cries. Their French words....
Quietly, he walked towards it with the matchbox in one hand, the candle in the other.
Quise decirle muchas cosas a la ladrona de libros, sobre la belleza y la crueldad, pero ¿qué podía contarle sobre todo eso que ella no supiera? Quise explicarle que no dejo de sobreestimar e infravalo...
Quite frankly, so am I, because what I'm about to tell you is a fact.In this country, there is only one thing that can draw a crown without any shadow of a doubt. The answer?Beer.Free beer.
Qué hijos de puta, pensó. Qué adorables hijos de puta. No me hagan feliz. Por favor, no me calmen y me dejen creer que algo bueno puede salir de todo esto. ¿No ven los moretones? ¿No ven esa raspadura...
Saumensch, du dreckiges—it’s about time!
School, as you might imagine, was a terrific failure. Although
Sebbene qualcosa dentro di lei le dicesse che era un delitto (dopo tutto, tre libri erano la sua proprietà più preziosa), era costretta a guardarli andare a fuoco. Non poteva farci nulla. Suppongo che...
She attempted to explain. I—when ... It was sitting in the snow, and— The spoft-spoken words fell off the side of the bed, emptying to the floor like powder.
She looks up. She speaks in a whisper.'The sky is soft today, Max. The clouds are so soft and sad, and...' She looks away and crosses her arms. She thinks of her papa going to war and grabs her jacket...
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