Around six-thirty, Rory was across the street, leaning against a telegraph pole, smiling just for laughs; the world was filthy, and so was he. After a short search, he pulled a long strand of girls' h...
Apesadumbrada, se dio cuenta de que los relojes no suenan a nada que se parezca siquiera a un tictac, sino al ruido que hace un martillo, arriba y abajo, golpeando una y otra vez contra el suelo. El s...
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.
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...
Although something inside told her that this was a crime—after all, her three books were the most precious items she owned—she was compelled to see the thing lit. She couldn't help it. I guess humans...
All afternoon, I read. I fall asleep once as well, no disrespect to the writers.
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...
Again, Himmel Street was a trail of people, and again, Papa left his accordion. Rosa reminded him to take it, but he refused. 'I didn't take it last time,' he explained, 'and we lived.' War clearly bl...
After a miscarriaged pause, the mayor’s wife edged forward and picked up the book. She was battered and beaten up, and not from smiling this time. Liesel could see it on her face. Blood leaked from he...
A veces, en el sótano, se levantaba con el regusto del acordeón en sus oídos y saboreaba el resquemor dulzón del champán en la lengua.
A veces llego demasiado pronto, me adelanto. Y hay gente que se aferra a la vida más de lo esperado.
A veces llego demasiado pronto,me adelanto. Y hay gente que se aferra a la vidamás de lo esperado.
A statue of the book thief stood in the courtyard... it's very rare, don't you think, for a statue to appear before it's subject has become famous?
A final dirty joke.Another human punch line.As with many of the others, when I began my journey away, there seemed a quick shadow again, a final moment of eclipse—the recognition of another soul gone....
A book floated down the Amper River.A boy jumped in, caught up to it, and heldit in his right hand. He grinned. He stoodwaist-deep in the icy, Decemberish water.How about a kiss, Saumensch? he said.
A ako tip poput tebe može zasukati rukave i učiniti ono što si ti učinio za sve te ljude, možda može svatko. Možda svatko može živjeti izvan granica onoga za što se smatra sposobnim.
A DEFINITION NOT FOUND IN THE DICTIONARYNot leaving: an act of trust and love, often deciphered by children
20 minutes later: a girl on Himmel Street. She looks up. She speaks in whisper. ‘The sky is soft today, Max. The clouds are so soft and sad, and…’ She looks away and crosses her arms. She thinks of he...
Pasó varios minutos dirigiendo la mirada de las estanterías a sus dedos y de estos a las estanterías. ¿Cuántos libros había tocado? ¿Cuántos había sentido? Se acercó y repitió, esta vez mucho más desp...