But still there are moments when a brother and sister can lay down their instruments of torture for a moment and speak as civilized human beings and Bruno decided to make this one of those moments.

Bruno: "Why do you wear pajamas all day?" Shmuel: "The soldiers. They took all our clothes away." Bruno: "My dad's a soldier, but not the sort that takes people's clothes away."

...Despite the mayhem that followed, Bruno found that he was still holding Shmuel's hand in his own and nothing in the world would have persuaded him to let go.

You’re my best friend, Shmuel,’ he said. ‘My best friend for life.

He looked down and did something quite out of character for him: he took hold of Shmuel's tiny hand in his and squeezed it tightly. "You're my best friend, Shmuel," he said. "My best friend for life.

What exactly was the difference? He wondered to himself. And who decided which people wore the striped pajamas and which people wore the uniforms?

There's things that happen in a person's life that are so scorched in the memory and burned into the heart that there's no forgetting them.

Bruno: We're not supposed to be friends, you and me. We're meant to be enemies. Did you know that?

I think i'm just breathing, that's all. And there's a difference between breathing and being alive.

Sitting around miserable all day won't make you any happier.

Their lost voices must continue to be heard.

It's when I hear your heartbeat that I know that I am alive.

A true writer should be able to write about any color. It's the story they tell that should affect people, not the race.

Adventure is really always just subjecting yourself to something unfamiliar

High ego makes you think that you are the king of the universe while you are in fact the king of nothing!

When I look in the mirror, I see me.Who do you see?

In the depth of winter I finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer.

To happy convents, bosomed deep in vines, Where slumber abbots, purple as their wines.

Devotion is not a concept, not a certain kind of ideology, not a certain kind of act, it is the agent of dissolution.

Earth's biggest country 's gut her soul, An' risen up earth's greatest nation.

In a day of footloose movements of people and of mixed marriages in the ancestry of the most desirable elements of the community we preach unabashed the gospel of the pure race.