Even enemies were an inch away from friendship.

A snowball in the face is surely the perfect beginning to a lasting friendship.

… it was raining on Himmel Street when the world ended for Liesel Meminger. The sky was dripping. Like a tap that a child has tried its hardest to turn off but hasn’t quite managed.

Imagine smiling after a slap in the face. Then think of doing it twenty-four hours a day.

Like most misery, it started with apparent happiness.

Sometimes people are beautiful. Not in looks. Not in what they say. Just in what they are.

I have to say that although it broke my heart, I was, and still am, glad I was there.

Please, trust me, I most definitely can be cheerful. I can be amiable. Agreeable. Affable. And that's only the A's. Just don't ask me to be nice. Nice has nothing to do with me.

I guess that’s the beauty of books. When they finish they don’t really finish.

Sometimes I just survive. But sometimes I stand on the rooftop of my existence, arms stretched out, begging for more.

If only she could be so oblivious again, to feel such love without knowing it, mistaking it for laughter.

The problem is, we always want to pay the prices we can afford.

I think we have to act like stars because it is expected of us. So we drive our big cars and live in our smart houses.

Abstinence from sins is better than seeking help afterwards.

I believe people can move things with their minds.

But I tried, didn't I? Goddamnit, at least I did that.

Great men don't 'move to the center' - great men move the center!

I never ever thought that I would be in a Bond film, ever, which is weird because I grew up loving these amazing movies.

I try to stay away from forced intimacy.

Most people over estimate others talents and underestimate their own.

Again the Cousin's whistle! Go, my Love.