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„Menschen sterben an gebrochenem Herzen. Sie bekommen Herzinfarkte. Und es ist das Herz, das am meisten wehtut, wenn etwas schief geht und auseinander fällt.“

„Woher weiß man, ob etwas lebendig ist?
Man schaut nach, ob es atmet.“

„So ein Typ war er. Ruben Wolf. Wenn er am Leben war, war er okay.“

„Und es sollte mir einmal mehr beweisen, dass eine Gelegenheit geradewegs zu einer anderen führt, genauso wie ein Risiko ein weiteres nach sich zieht, ein Leben ein anderes und ein Tod den nächsten.“

„Y ese beso, Saumensch?“

„Hals und Beinbruch, Saukerl.“

„‎"Und seid versichert, diese Frau hatte tatsächlich ein Herz, und zwar ein größeres, als die meisten Leute vermutet hätten. Da war eine Menge drin, aufgestapelt, meterhoch auf verborgenen Regalen.“

„Die Noten wurden in ihrem Atem geboren und starben auf ihren Lippen.“

„Sergeant Stephan Schneider“

„Ich…" Er kämpfte mit der Antwort. "Als alles still war, bin ich hinaufgegangen, und im Flur habe ich gesehen, dass der Vorhang im Wohnzimmer einen Spalt offen stand… ich konnte nach draußen sehen. Ich habe nur ein paar Sekunden lang hingeschaut."
Er hatte die Welt da draußen seit zweiundzwanzig Monaten nicht mehr gesehen.
Keine Wut. Kein Tadel.
Papa stellte eine Frage.
"Wie hat es ausgesehen?"
Max hob den Kopf. In seinem Blick standen Trauer und Erstaunen.
"Da waren Sterne", sagte er. "Sie haben meine Augen verbrannt.“

„Sie verabschiedete sich und wusste es nicht einmal.“

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

“That was when the world wasn't so big and I could see everywhere. It was when my father was a hero and not a human.”

“All my friends seem to be smart arses. Don't ask me why. Like many things, it is what it is.”

“for some reason, dying men always ask the question they know the answer to. perhaps it's so they can die being right.”

“When death captures me," the boy vowed, "he will feel my fist in his face." (31.26)”

“What do you want to kiss me for? I'm filthy.'- Liesel
So am I.'- Rudy”

“He was waving. "Saukerl," she laughed, and as she held up her hand, she knew completely that he was simultaneously calling her a Saumensch. I think that's as close to love as eleven-year-olds can get.”

“There were people everywhere on the city street, but the stranger could not have been more alone if it were empty.”

“Of course you're real-like any thought or any story. It's real when you're in it.”

“They were French, they were Jews, and they were you.”

“There was also a rumor that later in the day, she walked fully clothed into the Amper River and said something very strange.
Something about a kiss.
Something about a Saumensch.
How many times did she have to say goodbye?”

“She was a girl with a mountain to climb.”

“It amazes me what humans can do, even when streams are flowing down their faces and they stagger on, coughing and searching, and finding.”

“She kept watching the words.”

“The song was born on her breathe and died at her lips.”

“One day, Liesel.' he said, 'you'll be dying to kiss me.”

“The point is, it didn’t really matter what the book was about. It was what it meant that was important.”

“A REASSURING ANNOUNCEMENT Please, be calm, despite that previous threat. I am all bluster - I am not violent. I am not malicious. I am a result.”

“My voice is like a rumour. I'm not sure if it came out or not, or if it is true.”

“Don't punish yourself,' she heard her say again, but there would be punishment and pain, and there would be happiness, too. That was writing.”

“The question is, what color will everything be at that moment when I come for you? What will the sky be saying?”

“A halo surrounded the grim reaper nun, Sister Maria. (By the way-I like this human idea of the grim reaper. I like the scythe. It amuses me.)”

“When death captures me,' the boy vowed, 'he will feel my fist on his face.'

Personally, I quite like that. Such stupid gallantry.

Yes.

I like that a lot.”

“The book thief has struck for the first time – the beginning of an illustrious career.”

“It's funny, don't you think, how time seems to do a lot of things? It flies, it tells, and worst of all, it runs out.”

“Liesel's blood had dried inside of her. It crumbled. She almost broke into pieces on the steps.”

“She could smell the pages. She could almost taste the words as they stacked up around her.”

“Have you ever noticed that idiots have a lot of friends? It's just an observation.”

“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.”