Liesel shrugged away entirely from the crowd and entered the tide of Jews, weaving through them till she grabbed hold of his arm with her left hand. His face fell on her. It reached down as she tripped, and the Jew,the nasty Jew, helped her up. It took all of his strength.

And I stop listening to me, because to put it bluntly, I tire me.

He left Himmel Street wearing his hangover and a suit.

An eleven-year-old girl is many things, but she is not stupid.

Personally, I like a chocolate-colored sky, dark, dark chocolate.

Humans have a talent for escalation. -Death

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