All The Light We Cannot See Quotes

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Anthony Doerr
“A demonic horde. Upended sacks of beans. A hundred broken rosaries. There are a thousand metaphors and all of them are inadequate: forty bombs per aircraft, four hundred and eighty altogether, seventy-two thousand pounds of explosives.”
Anthony Doerr, All the Light We Cannot See

Anthony Doerr
“When lightning strikes at sea, why don't all the fish die?”
Anthony Doerr, All the Light We Cannot See

Anthony Doerr
“Posters go up in the market, on tree trunks in the Place Chateaubriand. Voluntary surrender of firearms. Anyone who does not cooperate will be shot.”
Anthony Doerr, All the Light We Cannot See

Anthony Doerr
“The Sea is everything. It covers seven tenths of the globe . . . The sea is only a receptacle for all the prodigious, super-natural things that exist inside it. It is only movement and love; it is the living infinite.”
Anthony Doerr, All the Light We Cannot See

Anthony Doerr
“In the dormitory window one night, Frederick rest his forehead against the glass. "I hate them. I hate them for that.”
Anthony Doerr, All the Light We Cannot See

Anthony Doerr
“Lately the commandant speaks more and more intimately of the führer and the latest thing- prayers, petroleum, loyalty- that he requires. The führer requires trustworthiness, electricity, boot leather. Werner is beginning to see, approaching his sixteenth birthday, that what the führer really requires is boys. Great rows of them walking to the conveyor belt to climb on. Give up cream for the führer, sleep for the führer, aluminum for the führer. Give up Reinhard Wöhlmann's father and Karl Westerholzer's father and Martin Burkhard's father.”
Anthony Doerr, All the Light We Cannot See

Anthony Doerr
“But we are the good guys. Aren't we, Uncle?"
"I hope so. I hope we are.”
Anthony Doerr, All the Light We Cannot See

Anthony Doerr
“I wasn't trying to reach England. Or Paris. I thought that if I made the broadcast powerful enough, my brother would hear me. That I could bring him some peace, protect him as he had always protected me."

"You'd play your brother's own voice to him? After he died?"

"And Debussy."

"Did he ever talk back?"

The attic ticks. What ghosts sidle along the walls right now, trying to overhear? She can almost taste her great-uncle's fright in the air.

"No," he says. "He never did.”
Anthony Doerr

Anthony Doerr
“And to Marie Laure this is a double cruelty: that everything else keeps living, that the spinning earth does not pause for even an instant in its trip around the sun.”
Anthony Doerr, All the Light We Cannot See

Anthony Doerr
“The sea does not belong to tyrants." - Captain Nemo”
Anthony Doerr, All the Light We Cannot See

Anthony Doerr
“When can I go to the sea?" - Marie-Laure LeBlanc”
Anthony Doerr, All the Light We Cannot See

Anthony Doerr
“A foot of steel looks as if it has been transformed into warm butter and gouged by the fingers of a child,”
Anthony Doerr

Anthony Doerr
“Word has it . . . the stone is from Japan, it's very ancient, it belonged to a shogun in the eleventh century." - a taxidermist”
Anthony Doerr, All the Light We Cannot See

Anthony Doerr
“Somewhere in the ruins above them, the cats are howling.”
Anthony Doerr, All the Light We Cannot See

Anthony Doerr
“Could he, by some miracle, keep this going? Could they hide here until the war ends? Until the armies finish marching back and forth above their heads, until all they have to so is push open the door and shift some stones aside and the house has become a ruin beside the sea? Until he can hold her fingers in his palms and lead her out into the sunshine? He would walk anywhere to make it happen, bear anything; in a year or three years or ten, France and Germany would not mean what they meant now; they could leave the house and walk to a tourists' restaurant and order simple meal together and eat it in silence, the comfortable kind of silence lovers are supposed to share.”
Anthony Doerr, All the Light We Cannot See

Anthony Doerr
“What i want to write about is the sea...
It is my favorite thing, i think that i ever seen. Sometimes i catch myself staring at it and forget my duties. It seems big enough to contain everything anyone could ever feel.”
Anthony Doerr, All the Light We Cannot See