..As always, she was carrying the washing. Rudy was carrying two buckets of cold water, or as he put it, two buckets of future ice.
Only hearts... They're in the inside of the inside of me.
One was a book thief. The other stole the sky.
The bittersweetness of uncertainty: To win or to lose.
I am constantly overestimating and underestimating the human race - that rarely do I ever simply estimate it.
Youโre a human, you should understand self-obsession.