Somewhere in all the snow, she could see her broken heart, in two pieces.

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.

Bless God who gives you life.

That sad sinking feeling you get when you don't fit in even with other autistics

The world is dying for want, not of good preaching, but of good hearing.

History is nothing but assisted and recorded memory.

Real wisdom is simple. Living life rightly does not have to be a complicated challenge.

People do business with people they know and like

The more attention you pay an enemy, the stronger you make him. Be attentive, but don't be paranoiac.

People seem to forget that one reason they are now thinking differently is Freud's legacy itself.

The most important thing you will ever give your children is a little of your time.

Every science begins as philosophy and ends as art; it arises in hypothesis and flows into achievement.