In the darkness of my dark-beating heart, I know. He'd have loved it, all right.
We don't need a point, son. We're juvenile, we're dirty, we don't have girls, we have noses full of snot, throats sore as hell, we've got scabs on us, we suffer bouts of acne, we've got no girls ... W...
He was the crazy one who had painted himself black and defeated the world.She was the book thief without the words.Trust me, though, the words were on their way, and when they arrived, Liesel would ho...
How do you give someone a piece of sky?Late in February, she stood on Munich Street and watched a single giant cloud come over the hills like a white monster. It climbed the mountains. The sun was ecl...
Well, have you even tried again? You can’t just sit around waiting for the new world to take it with you. You have to go out and be part of it - despite your past mistakes.
Big things are often just small things that are noticed. - Ed Kennedy
The color of defeat chokes her pupils, even though her nod and smile and uncomfortable sitting motion on the couch indicate that she is not finished yet. She will carry on, like all of us. Smile stubb...
Still, they have one thing I envy. Humans, if nothing else, have the good sense to die.
The soft-spoken words fell off the side of the bed, emptying to the floor like powder.
At first, all is black and white.Black on white.That's where I'm walking, through pages.These pages.Sometimes it gets so that I have one foot in the pages and the words, and the other in what they spe...
The orange flames waved at the crowd as paper and print dissolved inside them. Burning words were torn from their sentences.
The night is alive with stars, and when I lie down and look up, I get lost up there. I feel like I’m falling, but upward, into the abyss of sky above me.
Because a fight's worth nothing if you know from the start that you're going to win it. It's the ones in between that test you. They're the ones that bring questions with them.
To swear with a ferocity that can only be described as a talent.
Arschloch,
Many jocular comments followed, as did another onslaught of heil Hitlering. You know, it actually makes me wonder if anyone ever lost an eye or injured a hand or wrist with all of that. You'd only nee...
We expressed love for this dog by ... knowing without showing that we cared for him.
[...]otra arremetida de «HeilHitler!». ¿Sabes? Lo cierto es que me sorprendería que alguien no perdiera unojo o se hiciera daño en una mano o en una muñeca en medio de ese jaleo.Bastaba con quedarse m...
All my friends seem to be smart arses. Don't ask me why. Like many things, it is what it is.
That paper--it sits there, open at the employment section. It sits there like a war, and each small advertisement is another trench for a person to dive into. To hope and fight in.
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