All told, she owned fourteen books, but she saw her story as being made up predominantly of ten of them. Of those ten, six were stolen, one showed up at the kitchen table, two were made for her by a hidden Jew, and one was delivered by a soft, yellow-dressed afternoon.
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VIRGINIA WOOLF This was why she enjoyed baking. A good dessert could make her feel like she'd created joy at the ti... MARISSA MEYER Somehow, when she was 13, I convinced her parents to let us take her on the road trips. All the rest... DICK CATRI When Peter made mistakes, Wendy cheered for him anyway. One afternoon he beat her and everyone else ... JODI LYNN ANDERSON Astrid had gone to look at the burn zone. Doing the right thing. Kids had yelled at her. Demand... MICHAEL GRANT Crystal is a great player, ... She is one of the best shooters in the league. Unfortunately she br... VICKIE JOHNSON He chanced a glance at her. She was not tearful; that was one of the many wonderful things about Gin... J.K. ROWLING This was all her own idea. She woke up Saturday morning and she had had lemonade stands before. ... ... CHRISTINE KING Their eyes met at the same instant moment, Therese glancing up from a box she was opening, and the w... PATRICIA HIGHSMITH Nat picked up two quick ones and they were attacking her well. It was just one of those things. PAUL GERYCZ The fall caused a whip-lash injury and she was immobilized. It was very hard for her to walk, and wh... JIM LINK They were basically giving her a shot. Six-on-five, they were picking up everybody else, and they fi... LOU TULLY the partition was rolled up for ventilation, and she was lying in her hammock reading one of the boo... DOUGLAS PRESTON The words emerge from her body without her realizing it, as if she were being visited by the memory ... MARGUERITE DURAS She was one of the first ones who actually had a couture gown made for her in Paris. PATTY FOX There were only one or two games where a coach didn't show up, and those were games I told them not ... CURT DOBBS She's tough. She has improved so much behind the plate. At the beginning of the season she was at sh... CHARLES VIDRINE there’s an eager flame, spreading like wildfire, that has existed inside of her for as long as she... CHEZIA By the Valg, three were made, Of the gate-Stone of the Wyrd: Obsidian the gods forbade SARAH J. MAAS Kell swept Lila up into his arms, amazed at her lightness. She took up so much space in the world—... V.E. SCHWAB What the knitting was, I don't know, not being learned in that art; but it looked like a net; and as... CHARLES DICKENS She loved all the wolves behind her house, but she loved one of them most of all. And thi... MAGGIE STIEFVATER I grew up in London, one of four children. We were a very loud family, not a lot of listening, plent... DAMIAN LEWIS Those were the people who made her something, and without them she was different. She'd held on to t... ANN BRASHARES She made most of her quilts by hand. This is the last quilt she made, but it's not done yet. It's a ... JANE MESSER The hoop Brandi got by taking it hard to the lane was not only a momentum builder, but one of her fi... BEV SMITH Curley's wife lay with a half-covering of yellow hay. And the meanness and the plannings and the dis... JOHN STEINBECK A light was on in the kitchen. His mother sat at the kitchen table, as still as a statue. Her hands ... SUZANNE COLLINS We're trying to get her to work on staying low, posting up instead of standing so straight up. I thi... CANDICE DUPREE The organism - there was no other thing she could think to call it - churned and moved as it propell... THOMAS E. SNIEGOSKI She was trying to say something else; she was trying to say that the inability to articulate what on... NICK HORNBY Now very much against her will, she thought of the way Jace had looked at her then, the blaze of fai... CASSANDRA CLARE This new resolve gave her a sort of light-headed self-confidence: when she left the dinner-table she... EDITH WHARTON ...she made her home in between the pages of books. MAGGIE STIEFVATER All children, except one, grow up. They soon know that they will grow up, and the way Wendy knew was... J.M. BARRIE My daughter told me she wasn't afraid of spider but that she was afraid of my smoking. She said that... ROBERT CLARK It was true. Sugar did treat her bees like next of kin but then again, they were. Along with he... SARAH-KATE LYNCH After she made the free throw and (Monroe) called timeout, I asked her if that made up for all the t... RANDALL EDENS She walked around the edge of the table to position her next shot. As she pulled her cue back she wa... ERIN NICHOLAS Her family had of late been exceedingly fluctuating. For many years of her life she had had two sons... JANE AUSTEN THE BOUNTY In her kitchen, she saw many things she would like to eat. On the counter, there was... DAVE EGGERS Anyhow, I get distracted a lot," she repeated. She felt like a dry branch, sticking out o... CLARICE LISPECTOR Hayley had two strikes on her, and I told her she needed to just center up. And she ended up with a ... LORI ALEXANDER They shall fall in the midst of them that are slain by the sword: she is delivered to the sword: dra... BIBLE So often they made her think of the phrase “Blood is thicker than water,” because at times blood... VICTORIA KAHLER ...It often seemed to her that she thought too much about herself, you could have made her blush any... HENRY JAMES To give up a shorthanded goal at that point was just devastating. I made a bad pass on that one and ... DARIN OLVER Sharp knives seemed to cut her delicate feet, yet she hardly felt them, so deep was the pain in her ... HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSEN One day a little chicken was being mocked by the other chickens,because she was small and they were ... GARY F EVANS... She turned, and saw a great white moon looking at her over the hill. And her breast opened to it, sh... D.H. LAWRENCE Yes, she made me love her. But she didn't mean to. She took by giving... and that makes all the diff... JOAN D. VINGE But in the night he woke and held her tight as though she were all of life and it was being taken fr... ERNEST HEMINGWAY But she was plucked up in fury, she was cast down to the ground, and the east wind dried up her frui... BIBLE
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It's ... MARKUS ZUSAK How do you tell if something's alive? You check for breathing. MARKUS ZUSAK For Liesel Meminger, the early stages of 1942 could be summed up like this: She became thirteen... MARKUS ZUSAK He's been to the brink and come back. I guess when you lose your pride, even for just a moment, you ... MARKUS ZUSAK I bet that guy was as obsessed with Sarah as I am with this other girl, and I bet he promised himsel... MARKUS ZUSAK They say that war is death's best friend, but I must offer you a different point of view on that one... MARKUS ZUSAK I've wandered through the real world, and written myself through the darkness of the streets inside ... MARKUS ZUSAK When death captures me," the boy vowed, "he will feel my fist in his face." (31.26) MARKUS ZUSAK It's hard to not like a man who not only notices the colors, but speaks them. MARKUS ZUSAK The soft-spoken words fell off the side of the bed, emptying to the floor like powder. MARKUS ZUSAK I like that every page in every book can have a gem on it. It's probably what I love most about writ... MARKUS ZUSAK Now I've changed things. I've left my own fingerprints on the world, no matter how small, and it's u... MARKUS ZUSAK In years to come, he would be a giver of bread, not a stealer - proof again of the contradictory hum... MARKUS ZUSAK You can't eat books, sweetheart. MARKUS ZUSAK One day, Liesel.' he said, 'you'll be dying to kiss me. MARKUS ZUSAK A fighter can be a winner, but that doesn't make a winner a fighter. MARKUS ZUSAK I wanted to explain that I am constantly overestimating and underestimating the human race - that ra... MARKUS ZUSAK When I was growing up, I wanted to be a house painter like my father, but I was always screwing up w... MARKUS ZUSAK People observe the colors of a day at its beginnings and ends, but to me it's quiet clear that a day... MARKUS ZUSAK See, I was never a guy who had a whole heap of friends to belong to. Besides Greg Fienni, I never re... MARKUS ZUSAK And why?’ He pauses. ‘I did it because you are the epitome of ordinariness, Ed. And if a guy lik... MARKUS ZUSAK She closes the door completely, and I crouch there. I allow myself to fall forward and rest my head ... MARKUS ZUSAK I guess that’s the beauty of books. When they finish they don’t really finish. MARKUS ZUSAK The words were on their way, and when they arrived, she would hold them in her hands like the clouds... MARKUS ZUSAK How many times did she have to say goodbye? MARKUS ZUSAK Where Hans Hubermann and Erik Vandenburg were ultimately united by music, Max and Liesel were held t... MARKUS ZUSAK Here is a small fact: You are going to die" "does this scare you? I urge you don't be afraid, I... MARKUS ZUSAK *** A SMALL ANNOUNCEMENT *** ABOUT RUDY STEINER He didn't deserve to die the way he did. MARKUS ZUSAK *** A SMALL ANNOUNCEMENT *** ***ABOUT RUDY STEINER*** He didn't deserve to die the way he ... MARKUS ZUSAK The moon was sewn into the sky that night MARKUS ZUSAK The question is, what colour will everything be at that moment when I come for you? What will the sk... MARKUS ZUSAK There are skies manufactured by people, punctured and leaking,and there are soft,coal-colored clouds... MARKUS ZUSAK He must have longed for it so much. He must have loved her so incredibly hard. So hard that he would... MARKUS ZUSAK He had what he called just a small ration of tools: A painted book. A handful of pencils.<... MARKUS ZUSAK She was a Jew feeder without a question in the world on that man's first night in Molching. She was ... MARKUS ZUSAK An attribute of Rosa Hubermann, she was a good woman for a crisis. MARKUS ZUSAK Her teeth were like a soccer crowd, crammed in. MARKUS ZUSAK If your eyes could speak, what would they say?. MARKUS ZUSAK Don’t make me happy. Please, don’t fill me up and let me think that something good can come of a... MARKUS ZUSAK The Germans in basements were pitiable, surely, but at least they had a chance. That basement was no... MARKUS ZUSAK