"I wanted to explain that I am constantly overestimating and underestimating the human race - that rarely do I even 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...I AM HAUNTED BY HUMANS."
"Still, they have one thing I envy. Humans, if nothing else, have the good sense to die."
"As always, one of her books was next to her."
"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."
"Imagine smiling after a slap in the face. Then think of doing it twenty-four hours a day."
"He does something to me, that boy. Every time. It’s his only detriment. He steps on my heart. He makes me cry."