What do you want to kiss me for? I'm filthy.'- Liesel So am I.'- Rudy

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

I can promise you that the world is a factory. The sun stirs it, the humans rule it. And I remain. I carry them away.- spoken by death

She could smell the pages. She could almost taste the words as they stacked up around her.

If a guy like you can stand up and do what you did, then maybe everyone can. Maybe everyone can live beyond what they're capable of.

How'd it feel?" Rube asked himself. "I don't know exactly, but it made me want to howl.

When her hands reached out and poured the tea, it was as if she also poured something into me while I sat there sweating in my cab. It was like she held a string and pulled on it just slightly to open me up. She got in, put a piece of herself inside me, and left again.