— Я… — Ответ давался ему с трудом. — Когда все было тихо, я поднялся в коридор, а в гостиной между шторами осталась щелочка… Можно было выглянуть на улицу. Я посмотрел только несколько секунд. — Он не...
Сърцата им забиха учестено в бъркотия от рими. Лизел се опитваше да изяде своето. Вкуст на сърце не беше особено приятен.
Понякога хората са красиви.Не заради това как изглеждат.Не заради това, което казват.Просто, защото са каквито са.
По-моему, людям нравится немного полюбоваться разрушением. Песочные замки, карточные домики — с этого и начинают. Великое умение человека — его способность к росту.
Не е проблемът в мястото. Хората са си виновни.Където и да бяхме, щяхме да сме същите.
Не е кой знае какъв проблем, но може би е вярно, че големите неща са малки неща, на които не обръщаме внимание
Навън те развиха опаковката и се опитаха да отхапят бонбона на две, но захарта беше като стъкло. Прекалено твърда дори за вълчата захапка на Руди. Затова се наложи да го смучат, докато свърши. Десет с...
Да, фюрер решил, что он завоюет мир словами.— Я ни за что не стану стрелять из ружья, — постановил он. — Мне это не понадобится.Но безрассудным он не был, отнюдь. Следует отдать ему должное хотя бы в...
They were able to see the pink bars of light on the snowy banks of Himmel Street’s rooftops. Look at the colors, Papa said. It’s hard not to like a man who not only notices the colors, but speaks them...
The music would look Liesel in the face. I know it sounds strange, but that’s how it felt to her.
The moon was sewn into the sky that night. Clouds were stitched around it.
She owned fourteen books, but she saw her story as being made up predominantly of ten of them. Of those ten, six were stolen, one showed up at the kitchen table, two were made for her by a hidden Jew,...
Politics. Later, they read some more in bed, adhering to the tradition of circling the words she didn’t know and
Moon was sewn into the sky that night. Clouds were stitched around it.
God bless the man with the beard, the missing teeth and the poverty Ritchie
A letter to her for? You have to put up with her every day. Papa was schmunzel
[P]ersonally, I don't think you want to argue with me. A REASSURING ANNOUNCEMENT Please be calm, despite that previous threat, I am all bluster- I am not violent. I am not malicious. I am a result.
You can kill a man with those words.No gun. No bullets. Just words and a girl.
You can do anything when it's not real.When it is real, nothing breaks your fall. Nothing gets between you and the ground.
Yet each day, he managed to unravel and straighten himself, disgusted and thankful. Wrecked, but somehow not torn into pieces.