Beautiful women are the torment of my existence.
Avete mai notato che gli idioti hanno un sacco di amici?
At that moment, Liesel was amazed by the width of the doorway. There was so much space. Why did people need so much space to get through the door? Had Rudy been there, he’d have called her an idiot—it...
Así y todo, ella llora en el porche y yo desearía acercarme y abrazarla. Desearía rescatarla y mecerla entre mis brazos.«¿Cómo puede la gente vivir así?»«¿Cómo consiguen sobrevivir?»Tal vez por eso es...
As the density subsided, the rollcall of names limped through the ruptured streets, sometimes ending with an ash-filled embrace, or a knelt-down howl of grief. They accumulated, hour by hour, like swe...
As always, she was carrying the washing. Rudy was carrying two buckets of cold water, or as he put it, two buckets of future ice.
As I’ve been alluding to, my one saving grace is distraction. It keeps me sane. It helps me cope, considering the length of time I’ve been performing this job. The trouble is, who could ever replace m...
Antes simplemente eras. [...] Ahoraeres alguien, Ed.
Anhelaba volver a la inconsciencia de entonces, a sentir tanto amor sin saberlo y a confundirlo con las risas y el pan untado con poco más que el aroma de la mermelada.Fue la mejor época de su vida.Au...
And I'm not too great at that sort of comforting thing, especially when my hands are cold and the bed is warm. I carried him softly through the broken street, with one salty eye and a heavy, deathly h...
And I stop listening to me, because to put it bluntly, I tire me. When I start thinking like that, I become so exhausted, and I don't have the luxury of indulging fatigue.
Amen,' I say, delayed, and now, like many of these people, I pray for the first time in years.
Ahí radicaba el problema. La vida había dado un giro de ciento ochenta grados y, sin embargo, era esencial que actuaran como si nada hubiera ocurrido. Imagínate que tienes que sonreír después de recib...
A veces llego demasiado pronto, me adelanto. Y hay gente que se aferra a la vida más de lo esperado.
A snowball in the face is surely the perfect beginning to a lasting friendship. A
A small, sad hope No one wanted to bomb Himmel Street. No one would bomb a place named after heaven, would they? Would they?
A single word leaned against the girl.
A bathrobe answered the door. Inside it, a woman...
A SMALL PIECE OF TRUTH I do not carry a sickle or scythe. I only wear a hooded black robe when it’s cold. And I don’t have those skull-like facial features you seem to enjoy pinning on me from a dista...
A DEFINITION NOT FOUND IN THE DICTIONARY Not-leaving: An act of trust and love, often deciphered by children.