It was a year for the ages, like 79, like 1346, to name just... - Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
"It was a year for the ages, like 79, like 1346, to name just a few. Forget the scythe, Goddamn it, I needed a broom or a mop. And I needed a vacation."
"It was a year for the ages, like 79, like 1346, to name just a few. Forget the scythe, Goddamn it, I needed a broom or a mop. And I needed a vacation."
"Even now, I wonder how much of my life is convinced."
"If only she could be so oblivious again, to feel such love without knowing it, mistaking it for laughter."
"Imagine smiling after a slap in the face. Then think of doing it twenty-four hours a day."
"It felt as though the whole globe was dressed in snow. Like it has pulled it on, the way you pull on a sweater. Next to the train line, footprints were sunken to their shins. Trees wore blankets of ice. As you may expect, someone has died."
"Can a person steal happiness? Or is just another internal, infernal human trick?"