I feel the fear, but I walk fast toward it.

THE LAST WORDS OF MAX VANDENBURG: You've done enough.

Around us I can sniff out a savagery in the noisy southern air. It knifes it's way into my nose, but I do not bleed blood. It's fear I bleed, and it gushes out over my lip. I wipe it away, in a hurry.

Death waits for no man - and if he does, he doesn't usually wait for very long.

I have hated words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right.

Rudy handed it back. "Speaking of which, I think we're both slightly in for it when we get home. You especially." "Why me?" "You know- your mama." "What about her?" Liesel was exercising the blatant right of every person who's ever belonged to a family. It's all very well for such a person to whine and moan and criticize other family members, but they won't let anyone else do it. That's when you get your back up and show loyalty.

She could smell the pages. She could almost taste the words as they stacked up around her.