The sky is blue today, Max, and there is a big long cloud, and it's stretched out, like a rope. At the end of it, the sun is like a yellow hole. . .

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.

To know how to free oneself is nothing

Appreciation for cultural diversity is essential for our co-existence.

This is the most powerful thing I can do! I'm going to be a writer.

I learned a lot about working with children, and about myself, and it reinforced my decision to pursue a career in teaching.

I pray, but who I pray to I'm not exactly sure, especially when I'm praying for more money.

Steve Sanders lives on in our hearts and in our minds.

All the truly deep people have at the core of their being the genius to be simple or to know how to seek simplicity

I have no doubt I was someone very interesting in a past life.

As was the custom in such cases, the pear tree was charged with murder and sentenced to be uprooted and burned.

There's a mass of places, really, where the idea started.