My arms are killing me.
I didn't know words could be so heavy.

أحياناً تقوم بقراءة كتاب من روعته تريد اصطحابه معك لعدة شهور بعد الانتهاء منه حتى لا يبتعد عنك

As always, one of her books was next to her.

I guess that’s the beauty of books. When they finish they don’t really finish.

How does it feel, anyway?"
How does what feel?"
When you take one of those books?"
At that moment, she chose to keep still. If he wants an answer, he'd have to come back, and he did. "Well?" he asked, but again, it was the boy who replied, before Liesel could even open her mouth.
It feels good, doesn't it? To steal something back.

The paper landed on the table, but the news was stapled to his chest. A tattoo.