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...
Make no mistake, the woman had a heart. She had a bigger one than people would think. There was a lot in it, stored up, high in miles of hidden shelving.
Lua and Marie are holding hands.They look like they’re so happy, just inside this moment, watching the kids and the lights on their old fibro house.Lua kisses her.Just softly on the lips.And she kisse...
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.
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 shrugged away entirely from the crowd and entered the tide of Jews, weaving through them till she grabbed hold of his arm with her left hand.His face fell on her.It reached down as she tripped,...
Lastly, the Hubermanns. Hans. Papa. He was tall in the bed and I could see the silver through his eyelids. His soul sat up. It met me. Those kind of souls always do--the best ones. The ones who rise u...
Jego długa postać w łóżku i srebro oczu, przeświecające spod powiek. Jego dusza usiadła, potem wyszła mi naprzeciw. Takie dusze zawsze to czynią – to te najlepsze. Podnoszą się i mówią: „Znam cię, jes...
I’m always finding humans at their best and worst. I see their ugly and their beauty, and I wonder how the same thing can be both.
It’s all very well for such a person to whine and moan and criticize other family members, but they won’t let anyone else do it. That’s when you get your back up and show loyalty.
It’s a lot easier, she realised, to be on the verge of something than to actually be it.
It's the person, Ma, not the place. If you left here, you'd have been the same anywhere else.'(...)'If I ever leave this place' - I swallow - 'I'll make sure I'm better here first.
It's such a beautiful day, he said, and his voice was in many pieces. A great day to die. A great day to die, like this.Liesel walked at him. She was courageous enought to reach out and hold his beard...
It's impeccable how brutal the truth can be at times. You can only admire it.
It's impeccable how brutal the truth can be at times. You can only admire it. Usually, we walk around constantly believing ourselves. I'm okay, we say. I'm alright. But sometimes the truth arrives on...
It's a lot easier, she realized, to be on the verge of something than to actually be it. This would still take time.
It would be nice to say that after this small breakthrough, neither Liesel nor Max dreamed their bad visions again. It would be nice but untrue. The nightmares arrived like they always did, much like...
It was a year for the ages, like 79, like 1346, to name just a few. Forget the scythe, Goddamn it, I needed a broom or a mop. And I needed a vacation.
It kind of depressed me to think a human could be so lonely that she would comfort herself with the company of appliances that whistle, and sit alone to eat.
In truth, I think he was afraid. Rudy Steiner was scared of the book theif's kiss. He must have longed for it so much. He must have loved her so incredibly hard. So hard that he would never ask for he...