The orange flames waved at the crowd as paper and print dissolved inside them. Burning words were torn from their sentences.

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

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

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

Often I wish this would all be over, Liesel, but then somehow you do something like walk down the basement steps with a snowman in your hands.

I have hated words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right.

I guess humans like to watch a little destruction. Sand castles, houses of cards, that's where they begin. Their great skills is their capacity to escalate.

No matter how many times she was told that she was loved, there was no recognition that the proof was in the abandonment.

It was the beginning of the greatest Christmas ever. Little food. No presents. But there was a snowman in their basement.

As always, one of her books was next to her.

If you can't imagine it, think clumsy silence. Think bits and pieces of floating despair. And drowning in a train.

What story will your life tell? Love your story. Live your story. Lead your story.

I’m tired of pretending, tired of acting like everything’s okay, tired of not being with him…

You soon know the difference between a real newspaper and an electronic one as soon as a fly won't leave you alone.

The expression often used by Mr. Herbert Spencer of the "Survival of the fittest" is more accurate and is sometimes equally convenient.

Anger is one of those emotions that doesn't follow the letter of the law. It speaks before it thinks. It rears up on its hind legs and charges.

If your family - just because they're blood doesn't mean that they necessarily give you the best advice.

We need to remember across generations that there is as much to learn as there is to teach.

Nothing has any power except the power that you give it.

Life is pointless...and that is God's greatest gift.

My dad was a militant atheist, or is a militant atheist. My mum was sort of bought up in a religious family because she was a Protestant from Ireland but wasn't especially religious.