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  • #1
    Nick Hornby
    “A man who wants to die feels angry and full of life and desperate and bored and exhausted, all at the same time; he wants to fight everyone, and he wants to curl up in a ball and hide in a cupboard somewhere. He wants to say sorry to everyone, and he wants everyone to know just how badly they've all let him down.”
    Nick Hornby, A Long Way Down

  • #2
    Nick Hornby
    “I don't know you. The only thing I know about you is, you're reading this. I don't know if your happy or not; I don't know whether you're young or not. I sort of hope you're young and sad. If you're old and happy, I can imagine that you'll smile to yourself when you hear me going, he broke my heart. You'll remember someone who broke your heart, and you'll think to yourself, Oh yes, i remember how that feels. But you can't, you smug old git. Oh you'll remember feeling sort of plesantly sad. You might remember listening to music and eating chocolates in your room, or walking along the embankment on your own, wrapped up in a winter coat and feeling lonely and brave. But can you remember how with every mouthful of food it felt like you were biting into your own stomach? Can you remember the taste of red wine as it came back up and into the toilet bowl? Can you remember dreaming every night that you were still together, that he was talking to you gently and touching you, so that every morning when you woke up you had to go through it all over again?”
    Nick Hornby, A Long Way Down

  • #3
    Nick Hornby
    “How do people, like, not curse? How is it possible? There are these gaps in speech where you just have to put a "fuck." I'll tell you who the most admirable people in the world are: newscasters. If that was me, I'd be like, "And the motherfuckers flew the fucking plane right into the Twin Towers." How could you not, if you're a human being? Maybe they're not so admirable. Maybe they're robot zombies.”
    Nick Hornby, A Long Way Down

  • #4
    Nick Hornby
    “You're fucked. You thought you were going to be someone, but now it's obvious you're nobody. You haven't got as much talent as you thought you had, and there was no Plan B, and you got no skills and no education, and now you're looking at forty or fifty years of nothing. Less than nothing, probably. That's pretty heavy. That's worse than having the brain thing, because what you got now will take a lot longer to kill you. You've got the choice of a slow, painful death, or a quick, merciful one.”
    Nick Hornby, A Long Way Down

  • #5
    Nick Hornby
    “When you're unhappy, I guess everything in the world - reading, eating, sleeping - has something buried somewhere inside it that just makes you unhappier.”
    Nick Hornby, A Long Way Down

  • #6
    Nick Hornby
    “That’s the thing with the young these days, isn’t it? They watch too many happy endings. Everything has to be wrapped up, with a smile and a tear and a wave. Everyone has learned, found love, seen the error of their ways, discovered the joys of monogamy, or fatherhood, or filial duty, or life itself. In my day, people got shot at the end of films, after learning only that life is hollow, dismal, brutish, and short.”
    Nick Hornby, A Long Way Down

  • #7
    Nick Hornby
    “[about suicide] And why is it the biggest sin of all? All your life you're told that you'll be going to this marvellous place when you pass on. And the one thing you can do to get you there a bit quicker is something that stops you getting there at all. Oh, I can see that it's a kind of queue­jumping. But if someone jumps the queue at the Post Office, people tut. Or sometimes they say, “Excuse me, I was here first.” They don't say, “You will be consumed by hellfire for all eternity.” That would be a bit strong.”
    Nick Hornby, A Long Way Down

  • #8
    Markus Zusak
    “The only thing worse than a boy who hates you: a boy that loves you.”
    Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

  • #9
    Markus Zusak
    “I have hated words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right.”
    Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

  • #10
    Markus Zusak
    “He does something to me, that boy. Every time. It’s his only detriment. He steps on my heart. He makes me cry.”
    Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

  • #11
    Markus Zusak
    “Imagine smiling after a slap in the face. Then think of doing it twenty-four hours a day.”
    Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

  • #12
    Markus Zusak
    “A DEFINITION NOT FOUND
    IN THE DICTIONARY
    Not leaving: an act of trust and love,
    often deciphered by children”
    Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

  • #13
    Markus Zusak
    “I wanted to tell the book thief many things, about beauty and brutality. But what could I tell her about those things that she didn't already know? I wanted to explain that I am constantly overestimating and underestimating the human race-that rarely do I ever simply estimate it. I wanted to ask her how the same thing could be so ugly and so glorious, and its words and stories so damning and brilliant.”
    Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

  • #14
    Markus Zusak
    “She leaned down and looked at his lifeless face and Leisel kissed her best friend, Rudy Steiner, soft and true on his lips. He tasted dusty and sweet. He tasted like regret in the shadows of trees and in the glow of the anarchist's suit collection. She kissed him long and soft, and when she pulled herself away, she touched his mouth with her fingers...She did not say goodbye. She was incapable, and after a few more minutes at his side, she was able to tear herself from the ground. It amazes me what humans can do, even when streams are flowing down their faces and they stagger on...”
    Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

  • #15
    Markus Zusak
    “Even death has a heart.”
    Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

  • #16
    Markus Zusak
    “Usually we walk around constantly believing ourselves. "I'm okay" we say. "I'm alright". But sometimes the truth arrives on you and you can't get it off. That's when you realize that sometimes it isn't even an answer--it's a question. Even now, I wonder how much of my life is convinced.”
    Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

  • #17
    Markus Zusak
    “He was the crazy one who had painted himself black and defeated the world.

    She was the book thief without the words.

    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 rain.”
    Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

  • #18
    Markus Zusak
    “If only she could be so oblivious again, to feel such love without knowing it, mistaking it for laughter. ”
    Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

  • #19
    Markus Zusak
    “A small but noteworthy note. I've seen so many young men over the years who think they're running at other young men. They are not. They are running at me.”
    Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

  • #20
    Markus Zusak
    “His soul sat up. It met me. Those kinds of souls always do - the best ones. The ones who rise up and say "I know who you are and I am ready. Not that I want to go, of course, but I will come." Those souls are always light because more of them have been put out. More of them have already found their way to other places.”
    Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

  • #21
    Markus Zusak
    “I carried [Rudy] softly through the broken street...with him I tried a little harder [at comforting]. I watched the contents of his soul for a moment and saw a black-painted boy calling the name Jesse Owens as he ran through an imaginary tape. I saw him hip-deep in some icy water, chasing a book, and I saw a boy lying in bed, imagining how a kiss would taste from his glorious next-door neighbor. He does something to me, that boy. Every time. It's his only detriment. He steps on my heart. He makes me cry.”
    Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

  • #22
    Patricia McCormick
    “Long time I been on my own, but now really I'm alone. I survive the killing, the starving, all the hate of the Khmer Rouge, but I think maybe now I will die of this, of broken heart.”
    Patricia McCormick, Never Fall Down

  • #23
    Patricia McCormick
    “Back at the hut, all my sister, they start to cry. "No crying," my aunt says, very strict. "You cry only in your mind."

    But later, when everyone else asleep, I hear my aunt, her tears, they fall like rain.”
    Patricia McCormick, Never Fall Down

  • #24
    Patricia McCormick
    “You show you care, you die.

    You show you fear, you die.

    You show nothing, maybe you live.”
    Patricia McCormick, Never Fall Down



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