You must hurt, or be hurt.

I love you. They can't take it away.

I don't know where to go. I don't know what comes now." "Don't worry," Will said. "We'll figure something out." Liesl managed to smile at him. She liked that word: *we*. It sounded warm and open, like a hug.

I am growing stronger. I am a stone being excavated by the slow passage of water; I am wood charred by a fire.

Hope keeps you alive.

If you take, we will take back. Steal from us, and we will rob you blind. When you squeeze, we will hit. This is the way the world is made now.

That’s what you do for family. Anything.