Things always seem to glide away. They come to you, stay a moment, then leave again.

The best word shakers were the ones who understood the true power of words. They were the ones who could climb the highest.

I'm having bigger problems when I'm writing.

I try hard and aim big. People can hate or love my books but they can never accuse me of not trying.

I wanted to ask her how the same thing could be so ugly and so glorious, and its words and stories so damning and brilliant.

He was the crazy one who had painted himself black and defeated the world. She was the book thief without the words. Trust me, though, the words were on their way, and when they arrived, Liesel would hold them in her hands like the clouds, and she would wring them out like rain.

You can kill a man with those words. No gun. No bullets. Just words and a girl.