Markus Zusak quote: "Would I always feel so small that it hurt and that even the greatest outcry roaring from my throat was, in reality, just a whimper? Would my footsteps always stop so suddenly and sink into the footpath?"

No matter how many times she was told that she was loved, there was no recognition that the proof wa...
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I guess humans like to watch a little destruction. Sand castles, houses of cards, that's where they ...
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You ever hear a dog cry, Steve? You know, howling so loud it's almost unbearable?' He nodded. 'I rec...
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How does it feel, anyway?"
How does what feel?"
When you take one of those books?"
At...
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We used to languish when we walked, or sidle down the street like dogs that have just done something...
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I..." He struggled to answer. "When everything was quiet, I went up to the corridor and the curtain ...
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The words. Why did they have to exist? Without them, there wouldn't be any of this.
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Si lance was not quiet and calm, and it was not peace.
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A human doesn't have a heart like mine. The human heart is a line, whereas my own is a circle, and I...
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Sometimes people are beautiful.
Not in looks.
Not in what they say.
Just in what they...
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Imagine smiling after a slap in the face. Then think of doing it twenty-four hours a day.
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He does something to me, that boy. Every time. It’s his only detriment. He steps on my heart. He m...
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Maybe everyone can live beyond what they're capable of.
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We don't need a point, son. We're juvenile, we're dirty, we don't have girls, we have noses full of ...
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There are so many moments to remember and sometimes I think that maybe we're not really people at al...
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Together, they would watch everything that was so carefully planned collapse, and they would smile a...
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I told her I loved the howling sound of her harmonica. That seemed to be the limit of my courage tha...
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Ed?" Ritchie says later. We're still standing in the water. "There's only one thing I want."
"W...
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Somewhere, far down, there was an itch in his heart, but he made it a point not to scratch it. He wa...
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Humans, if nothing else, have the good sense to die.
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I have hated words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right.
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All my friends seem to be smart arses. Don't ask me why. Like many things, it is what it is.
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She looks at the swings, and I can see she’s imagining what they’d look like if the kids weren�...
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She leaned down and looked at his lifeless face and Leisel kissed her best friend, Rudy Steiner, sof...
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A DEFINITION NOT FOUND
IN THE DICTIONARY
Not leaving: an act of trust and love,
often...
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The only thing worse than a boy who hates you: a boy that loves you.
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She took a step and didn't want to take any more, but she did.
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He was the crazy one who had painted himself black and defeated the world.

She was the bo...
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I had many boxing matches with my brother in the backyard when we were younger, and I guess while ot...
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The sky is blue today, Max, and there is a big long cloud, and it's stretched out, like a rope. At t...
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Well, this is basically the end, so the answers should be in these next few pages. I doubt they will...
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Living in Sydney, I've taken the chance to start surfing again. One of my best memories of growi...
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It's not so much that the old friend is a better friend. It's just that you know the person better, ...
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Best friends one, and now we have almost nothing to say to each other. It was interesting, how he ha...
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I thought for a moment about the dog. Miffy. I guess no matter how much Rube and I complained about ...
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... And the boy whose hair remained the color of lemons forever.
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***A SMALL THEORY***
People observe the colors of a day only at its beginnings and its ends, bu...
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The point is, Ilsa Hermann had decided to make suffering her triumph. When it refused to let go of h...
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A couple of them were school beauty-queen pretty while a few were that more real-looking type. A rea...
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My mouth opened.
It happened.
Yes, with my head thrown into the sky, I started howling. MARKUS ZUSAK

It felt as though the whole globe was dressed in snow. Like it has pulled it on, the way you pull on...
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Awkward.
That's exactly how it was when we walked over to our sister and stood on each side of ...
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When life robs you, sometimes you have to rob it back.
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I procrastinate in spades. In my defence, I also try to have all other distractions solved before I ...
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I think to be writer you have to enjoy being alone. I was a loner as a teenager and was always drawn...
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The city was dark except for the building lights that seemed to appear like sores - like bandaids ha...
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The happening that happened was that I met this girl ...
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A SMALL PIECE OF TRUTH
I do not carry a sickle or scythe.
I only wear a hooded black robe ...
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Of course, I'm being rude. I'm spoiling the ending, not only of the entire book, but of this particu...
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It’s a small story really, about, among other things:

* A girl
* Some words
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A small but noteworthy note. I've seen so many young men over the years who think they're running at...
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I am haunted by humans.
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Sometimes you read a book so special that you want to carry it around with you for months after you'...
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Hair the color of lemons,'" Rudy read. His fingers touched the words. "You told him about me?"
...
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One was a book thief. The other stole the sky.
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People observe the colors of a day only at its beginnings and ends, but to me it's quite clear that ...
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I have to say that although it broke my heart, I was, and still am, glad I was there.
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A small fact:
You are going to die....does this worry you?
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She was saying goodbye and she didn't even know it.
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My heart is so tired
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The consequence of this is that I'm always finding humans at their best and worst. I see their ugly ...
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I carried [Rudy] softly through the broken street...with him I tried a little harder [at comforting]...
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His soul sat up. It met me. Those kinds of souls always do - the best ones. The ones who rise up and...
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How about a kiss, Saumensch?"

He stood waist-deep in the water for a few moments l...
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If only she could be so oblivious again, to feel such love without knowing it, mistaking it for laug...
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Usually we walk around constantly believing ourselves. "I'm okay" we say. "I'm alright". But sometim...
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A snowball in the face is surely the perfect beginning to a lasting friendship.
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Even death has a heart.
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I wanted to tell the book thief many things, about beauty and brutality. But what could I tell her a...
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It kills me sometimes, how people die.
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Like most misery, it started with apparent happiness.
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Summer came.
For the book thief, everything was going nicely.
For me, the sky was the colo...
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I kept walking. Have you ever done that? Just walk. Just walk and have no idea where you're going? I...
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As we walk back, it feels like the city is engulfing us. Adrenalin still pours through our veins. Sp...
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I like the idea that every page in every book can have a gem on it. It's probably what I love mo...
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She stood up and took the book from him, and as he smiled over his shoulder at some other kids, she ...
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I am in all truthfulness attempting to be cheerful about this whole topic, though most people find t...
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... I felt something and vowed that if I ever got a girl I would treat her right and never be bad or...
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It was the beginning of the greatest Christmas ever. Little food. No presents. But there was a snowm...
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***HERE IS A SMALL FACT***
You are going to die.
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Había una vez un hombre bajito y extraño que decidió tres cosas importantes acerca de su vida: MARKUS ZUSAK

أحياناً تقوم بقراءة كتاب من روعته تريد اصطحابه معك لعد�...
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She could smell the pages. She could almost taste the words as they stacked up around her.
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If they killed him tonight, at least he would die alive.
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And you're Cameron Wolfe. That' gotta start meaning somethin' boy. That's gotta start churnin' insid...
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Not leaving: an act of trust and love, often deciphered by children.
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It was a Monday and they walked on a tightrope to the sun.
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They ignore the reality that a new version of the same old problem will be waiting at the end of the...
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It makes me wonder, Do we spend most of our days trying to remember or forget things? Do we spend mo...
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... because a fight's worth nothing if you know from the start that you're going to win it. It's the...
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All told, she owned fourteen books, but she saw her story as being made up predominantly of ten of t...
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I'd seen glimpses of a different me. It was a different me because in those increments of time I tho...
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The bittersweetness of uncertainty: To win or to lose.
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I’m Angelina,” she says. “Are you here to save us?” I can see a tiny spark of hope awaken in...
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Trust was accumulated quickly, due primarily to the brute strength of the man's gentleness, his ther...
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The Gunman is useless. I know it. He knows it. The whole bank knows it.
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Why can’t the world hear? I ask myself. Within a few moments I ask it many times. Because it doesn...
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We both laugh and run and the moment is so thick around me that i feel like dropping into it to let ...
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I realize that nothing belongs to her anymore and she belongs to everything.
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When her hands reached out and poured the tea, it was as if she also poured something into me while ...
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Have you ever noticed that idiots have a lot of friends? It's just an observation.
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Our footsteps run, and I don't want them to end. I want to run and laugh and feel like this forever....
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My full name's Ed Kennedy. I'm nineteen. I'm an underage cab driver. I'm typical of many of the youn...
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What would you do if you were me? Tell me. Please tell me!
But you're far from this. Your finge...
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My voice is like a rumour. I'm not sure if it came out or not, or if it is true.
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Big things are often just little things that people notice.
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Of course you're real-like any thought or any story. It's real when you're in it.
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She soon says, "You're my best friend, Ed."
You can kill a man with those words.
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It's impeccable how brutal the truth can be at times. You can only admire it. Usually, we walk aroun...
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That was when the world wasn't so big and I could see everywhere. It was when my father was a hero a...
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I'm just another stupid human.
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If a guy like you can stand up and do what you did, then maybe everyone can. Maybe everyone can live...
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People die of broken hearts. They have heart attacks. And it's the heart that hurts most when things...
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Only in today's sick society can a man be persecuted for reading too many books.
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I think she ate a salad and some soup.
And loneliness.
She ate that, too.
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My arms are killing me.
I didn't know words could be so heavy.
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I'm not the messenger at all.
I'm the message.
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You can kill a man with those words.
No gun.
No bullets.
Just words and a girl.
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I'd rather chase the sun than wait for it.
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Believe it or not--it takes a lot of love to hate you like this.
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It's not a big thing, but I guess it's true--big things are often just small things that are noticed...
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I am constantly overestimating and underestimating the human race - that rarely do I ever simply est...
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It was Russia, January 5, 1943, and just another icy day. Out among the city and snow, there were de...
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I think 'The Lord Of The Rings' is the mother of all cult books, because you can be in that ...
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I walked home, seeing all my doubt from the other side. Have you ever seen that? Like when you go on...
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...to swear with a ferocity that can only be described as a talent.
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I could smell something. Fear.
I could taste it now.
It tasted like blood in my mouth, and...
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And when we finally stood up and turned to face the world, I could feel something climbing through m...
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Time will tell, I suppose, or at least, these pages will.
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The pages and the words are my world, spread out before your eyes and for your hand to touch. Vaguel...
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At first, all is black and white.
Black on white.
That's where I'm walking, through pages....
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Personally, I quite like that. Such stupid gallantry.
Yes. I like that a lot.
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I looked at myself in that window, oblivious to all the people around me and I stared and smiled tha...
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A happening was looming. It was out there somewhere beyond the regular enclosed life that I had been...
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You don't always get what you wish for. Especially in Nazi Germany
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They're brainless girls, otherwise they wouldn't be seen dead here. They're pretty, with ugly, appea...
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...one opportunity leads directly to another, just as risk leads to more risk, life to more life, an...
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There were people everywhere on the city street, but the stranger could not have been more alone if ...
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What do you want to kiss me for? I'm filthy.'- Liesel
So am I.'- Rudy
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It feels like spoken words, this bridge. I want it but fear it. God, I want so desperately to reach ...
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Our own place is mall perhaps, but when your old man is eaten by his own shadow, you realise that ma...
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We are wolves, which are wild dogs, and this is our place in the city. We are small and our house is...
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And then there's the sickness I feel from looking at legs I can't touch, or at lips that don't smile...
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When you looked out my window you could see the whole city crouched under a blanket of car smog.
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Often I wish this would all be over, Liesel, but then somehow you do something like walk down the ba...
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Papa was a man with silver eyes, not dead ones.
Papa was an accordion!
But his bellows w...
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Sometimes I think my papa is an accordion. When he looks at me and smiles and breathes, I hear the n...
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She walked down the basement steps. She saw an imaginary framed photo seep into the wall - a quiet-s...
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***A KEY WORD***
Imagined
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... the city around us seemed colder than ever again, and I realised that even if it really had sens...
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The dog next-door had settled down, and the neighbourhood seemed stunned by this event occurring in ...
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I stood there and stared, into the sky and at the city around me. I stood, hands at my side, and I s...
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Can a person steal happiness? Or is just another internal, infernal human trick?
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Mistakes, mistakes, it's all I seem capable of at times.
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You might well ask just what the hell he was thinking. The answer is, probably nothing at all.He'd p...
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An eleven-year-old girl is many things, but she is not stupid.
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My own eyes try to sleep, but they don't. They stay wide awake as time snarls forward and silence dr...
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It was one of those moments of perfect tiredness, of having conquered not only the work at hand, but...
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Already, I know that all of this will stay with me forever. It'll haunt me, but I also fear it will ...
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Even now, I wonder how much of my life is convinced.
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I don't really know that this story has a whole lot of things happen in it. It doesn't really. It's ...
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How do you tell if something's alive? You check for breathing.
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For Liesel Meminger, the early stages of 1942 could be summed up like this:
She became thirteen...
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He's been to the brink and come back. I guess when you lose your pride, even for just a moment, you ...
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I bet that guy was as obsessed with Sarah as I am with this other girl, and I bet he promised himsel...
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They say that war is death's best friend, but I must offer you a different point of view on that one...
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I've wandered through the real world, and written myself through the darkness of the streets inside ...
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When death captures me," the boy vowed, "he will feel my fist in his face." (31.26)
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It's hard to not like a man who not only notices the colors, but speaks them.
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The soft-spoken words fell off the side of the bed, emptying to the floor like powder.
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I like that every page in every book can have a gem on it. It's probably what I love most about writ...
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Now I've changed things. I've left my own fingerprints on the world, no matter how small, and it's u...
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In years to come, he would be a giver of bread, not a stealer - proof again of the contradictory hum...
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You can't eat books, sweetheart.
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One day, Liesel.' he said, 'you'll be dying to kiss me.
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A fighter can be a winner, but that doesn't make a winner a fighter.
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I wanted to explain that I am constantly overestimating and underestimating the human race - that ra...
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When I was growing up, I wanted to be a house painter like my father, but I was always screwing up w...
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People observe the colors of a day at its beginnings and ends, but to me it's quiet clear that a day...
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See, I was never a guy who had a whole heap of friends to belong to. Besides Greg Fienni, I never re...
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And why?’ He pauses. ‘I did it because you are the epitome of ordinariness, Ed. And if a guy lik...
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She closes the door completely, and I crouch there. I allow myself to fall forward and rest my head ...
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I guess that’s the beauty of books. When they finish they don’t really finish.
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The words were on their way, and when they arrived, she would hold them in her hands like the clouds...
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How many times did she have to say goodbye?
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Where Hans Hubermann and Erik Vandenburg were ultimately united by music, Max and Liesel were held t...
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Here is a small fact: You are going to die"
"does this scare you? I urge you don't be afraid, I...
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*** A SMALL ANNOUNCEMENT ***
ABOUT RUDY STEINER
He didn't deserve to die the way he did.
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*** A SMALL ANNOUNCEMENT ***
***ABOUT RUDY STEINER***
He didn't deserve to die the way he ...
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The moon was sewn into the sky that night
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The question is, what colour will everything be at that moment when I come for you? What will the sk...
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There are skies manufactured by people, punctured and leaking,and there are soft,coal-colored clouds...
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He must have longed for it so much. He must have loved her so incredibly hard. So hard that he would...
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He had what he called just a small ration of tools:
A painted book.
A handful of pencils.<...
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She was a Jew feeder without a question in the world on that man's first night in Molching. She was ...
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An attribute of Rosa Hubermann, she was a good woman for a crisis.
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Her teeth were like a soccer crowd, crammed in.
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If your eyes could speak, what would they say?.
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Don’t make me happy. Please, don’t fill me up and let me think that something good can come of a...
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The Germans in basements were pitiable, surely, but at least they had a chance. That basement was no...
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Would I always feel so small that it hurt and that even the greatest outcry roaring from my throat was, in reality, just a whimper? Would my footsteps always stop so suddenly and sink into the footpath?

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Would I always feel so small that it hurt and that even the greatest outcry roaring from my throat was, in reality, just a whimper? Would my footsteps always stop so suddenly and sink into the footpath?

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