She was a girl with a mountain to climb.

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.

Have the courage to contribute imperfectly and authentically in a world that is quick to criticize.

In their eyes, Eve saw the wolf gleam. The story was the prey, ratings the trophy.

I got more money than I can spend now.

As a boy I remember how terribly real the statues of the saints would seem at 7 o'clock Mass-before I'd had breakfast. From that I learned always to conduct hungry.

For a satyagrahi brigade only those are eligible who believe in ahimsa and satya.

We need people to fight back. So many people are depressed, and they've become preoccupied with the negatives of this [Donald Trump] presidency. That can cripple people mentally.

If they can shut down ABC News and ABC network programming just because they don't agree on something, it makes you wonder

More content will be created today than existed in entirety before 2003.

You don't know what it's like to wake up in the middle of the night, Scared at the thought of kissing razors