Every time you find something that doesn't work, you're a step closer to what does work.

I'm gonna hunt my life down and grab it.

Amplified by the still of night, the book opened -- a gust of wind.

How does it feel, anyway?" How does what feel?" When you take one of those books?" At that moment, she chose to keep still. If he wants an answer, he'd have to come back, and he did. "Well?" he asked, but again, it was the boy who replied, before Liesel could even open her mouth. It feels good, doesn't it? To steal something back.

Two weeks to change the world, fourteen days to destroy it.

...one opportunity leads directly to another, just as risk leads to more risk, life to more life, and death to more death.

...there would be punishment and pain, and there would be happiness, too. That was writing.