Better that we leave the paint behind," Hans told her, "than ever forget the music.

He was waving. "Saukerl," she laughed, and as she held up her hand, she knew completely that he was simultaneously calling her a Saumensch. I think that's as close to love as eleven-year-olds can get.

One wild card was yet to be played.

The consequence of this is that I'm always finding humans at their best and worst. I see their ugly and their beauty, and I wonder how the same thing can be both.

The best word shakers were the ones who understood the true power of words. They were the ones who could climb the highest.

An attribute of Rosa Hubermann, she was a good woman for a crisis.

The Gunman is useless. I know it. He knows it. The whole bank knows it.