You see, to me, for just a moment, despite all of the colors that touch and grapple with what I see in this world, I will often catch an eclipse when a human dies. I've seen millions of them. I've seen more eclipses than I care to remember

Competence was attractive.

Liesel observed the strangeness of her foster father's eyes. They were made of kindness, and silver.

A halo surrounded the grim reaper nun, Sister Maria. (By the way-I like this human idea of the grim reaper. I like the scythe. It amuses me.)

Because you don't learn anything unless you can find the patience to read. TV takes that away from you. It robs you from your mind.

Beautiful women are the torment of my existence.

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