The bombs were coming-and so was I.

If you can't imagine it, think clumsy silence. Think bits and pieces of floating despair. And drowning in a train.

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.

In years to come, he would be a giver of bread, not a stealer - proof again of the contradictory human being. So much good, so much evil. Just add water.

The book thief has struck for the first time – the beginning of an illustrious career.

If a guy like you can stand up and do what you did, then maybe everyone can. Maybe everyone can live beyond what they're capable of.

I want to talk to him. I want to ask him about that girl and if he loved her and still misses her.