I traveled the globe as always, handing souls to the conveyor belt of eternity.

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.

A person who thinks about "why" is a philosopher.

Doubt births negative confessions

There are so many things that have to go right for a movie to be good that it's a miracle whenever one is.

We should get into the habit of reading inspirational books, looking at inspirational pictures, hearing inspirational music, associating with inspirational friends.

Win and you are the superior being in all the universe; lose, and may the fleas of a million rodents, infect your every orifice.

The surprise is half the battle. Many things are half the battle, losing is half the battle. Let's think about what's the whole battle.

When I see a child who is hungry, I see a person who is humiliated.

I like to think of music as an emotional science.

Discipline is the bedrock of character.

Knowledge fills a large brain; it merely inflates a small one.