The Book Thief

by Markus Zusak

Somewhere in all the snow, she could see her broken heart, in two pieces.

No matter how many times she was told that she was loved, there was no recognition that the proof was in the abandonment.

Not-leaving: An act of trust and love, often deciphered by children.

THE ONLY THING WORSE THAN A BOY WHO HATES YOU A boy who loves you.

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 the rain.

one opportunity leads directly to another, just as risk leads to more risk, life to more life, and death to more death.

I’ve seen so many young men over the years who think they’re running at other young men. They are not. They’re running at me.

Imagine smiling after a slap in the face. Then think of doing it twenty-four hours a day.

He must have loved her so incredibly hard. So hard that he would never ask for her lips again, and would go to his grave without them.

A LAST NOTE FROM YOUR NARRATOR I am haunted by humans.