How about a kiss, Saumensch?

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.

Criminals do not die by the hands of the law. They die by the hands of other men.

God kills indiscriminately and so shall we. For no creatures under God are as we are none so like him as ourselves.

To speak little is natural. Therefore a gale does not blow a whole morning nor does a downpour last a whole day.

Half of the harm that is done in this world Is due to people who want to feel important. They don't mean to do harm - but the harm does not interest them.

I've got to give my neighbors a bottle of wine or something because I was just screaming into microphones and learning how to play instruments, and it was a lesson in patience for them, I believe.

What one realizes there is that we are not in control of the [reddit] community, in any way, shape or form. We have no power over it and so we've lost this total control.

We will not engage in an endless process of negotiations.

I have tried lately to read Shakespeare, and found it so intolerably dull that it nauseated me.

Don't let the storm take the wind out of your sails.

The same words come from each mouth differently.