I’m Angelina,” she says. “Are you here to save us?” I can see a tiny spark of hope awaken in her eyes. “You’re right, Angelina - I’m here to save you.” “Can you? Really?” “I’ll try,” I say and the girl smiles.

Two weeks to change the world, fourteen days to destroy it.

I feel the fear, but I walk fast toward it.

I want words at my funeral. But I guess that means you need life in your life.

The best word shakers were the ones who understood the true power of words. They were the ones who could climb the highest. One such word shaker was a small, skinny girl. She was renowned as the best word shaker of her region because she knew how powerless a person could be WITHOUT words.

Liesel observed the strangeness of her foster father's eyes. They were made of kindness, and silver.

He killed himself for wanting to live.