Have me, they said, and there was no stopping them. They were frightened, no question, but they were not afraid of me. It was a fear of messing up and having to face themselves again, and facing the w...
God.'I always say that name when I think of it.'God.'Twice, I speak it.I say His name in a futile attempt to understand. 'But it's not your job to understand.' That's me who replies. God never says an...
Frau Lindner war eine scharfkantige Frau mit dicken Brillengläsern und einem ruchlosen Blick. Sie hatte sich diesen Blick zugelegt, um jeden Gedanken an Diebstahl in ihrem Laden im Keim zu ersticken....
For now, the idea was enough. It was indestructible. Transforming it into reality, well, that was something else altogether. For now, though, let's let him enjoy it.We'll give him seven months.Then we...
For now, Rudy and Liesel made their way onto Himmel Street in the rain. He was the crazy one who had painted himself black and defeated the world. She was the book thief without the words. Trust me, t...
For most of the journey, he made his way through the book,trying never to look up.The words lolled in his mouth as he read them.Strangely, as he turned the pages and progressed through the chapters, i...
For a moment, it appeared that her foster mother would comfort her or pat her on the shoulder. Good girl, Liesel. Good girl. Pat, pat, pat. She did no such thing. Instead, Rosa Hubermann stood up, sel...
For a moment, I panic. It's that feeling of falling when you know without question, that you've lost control of your car, or made a mistake that's beyond repair. 'What do I do now?' I ask desperately....
For a few minutes, they all forgot. There was no more yelling or calling out, but they could not contain the small snaches of laughter. They were only humans, playing in the snow, in a house.
Every night, Liesel made her way down to the basement. She kept the book with her at all times. For hours, she wrote, attempting each night to complete ten pages of her life. There was so much to cons...
Ese día a Liesel le costó mucho decir lo que dijo al marcharse. Traducido, podríamos comentar que tuvo que forcejear con dos palabras gigantes, cargarlas al hombro y arrojarlas con torpeza a los pies...
Entonces, ¿se es cobarde por sentir miedo? ¿Se es cobarde por alegrarse de seguir vivo?
En realidad, no importaba de qué tratara el libro, lo importante era lo que significaba.
En ese momento Liesel lo notó en los hombros: el dolor, el impacto del rechazo definitivo.
El era al doilea om de zăpadă care se topea sub ochii ei, dar acesta era diferit. Era un paradox. Cu cât devenea mai frig, cu atât mai repede se topea.
Earlier, I'd held her papa in one arm and her mama in the other. Each soul was so soft.
Each night, Liesel would step outside, wipe the door, and watch the sky. Usually it was like spillage - cold and heavy, slippery and gray - but once in a while some stars had the nerve to rise and flo...
E o riso dele? Er aalgo absolutamente dominador. Ninguém tinha a menor chance diante dele
Duden Dictionary Meaning #2 Verzeihung - Forgiveness: to stop feeling anger, animosity, or resentment.
Don't make me happy. Please, don't fill me up and let me think that something good can come of any of this. Look at my bruises. Look at this graze. Do you see this graze inside me? Do you see it befor...