Iโm Angelina,โ she says. โAre you here to save us?โ I can see a tiny spark of hope awaken in her eyes. โYouโre right, Angelina - Iโm here to save you.โ โCan you? Really?โ โIโll try,โ I say and the girl smiles.
Markus ZusakPeople observe the colors of a day only at its beginnings and ends, but to me it's quite clear that a day merges through a multitude of shades and intonations with each passing moment. A single hour can consist of thousands of different colors. Waxy yellows, cloud-spot blues. Murky darkness. In my line of work, I make it a point to notice them.
Markus Zusak