As she watched all of this, Liesel was certain that these were the poorest souls alive. That's what she wrote about them . . . Some looked appealingly at those who had come to observe their humiliation, this prelude to their deaths. Others pleaded for someone, anyone to step forward and catch them in their arms. No one did.
Markus ZusakTogether, they would watch everything that was so carefully planned collapse, and they would smile at the beauty of destruction.
Markus ZusakSometimes people are beautiful. Not in looks. Not in what they say. Just in what they are.
Markus Zusak