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"Hair the color of lemons,'" Rudy read. His fingers touched the words. "You told him about me?" At first, Liesel could not talk. Perhaps it was the sudden bumpiness of love she felt for him. Or had she always loved him? It's likely. Restricted as she was from speaking, she wanted him to kiss her. She wanted him to drag her hand across and pull her over. It didn't matter where. Her mouth, her neck, her cheek. Her skin was empty for it, waiting. Years ago, when they'd raced on a muddy field, Rudy was a hastily assembled set of bones, with a jagged, rocky smile. In the trees this afternoon, he was a giver of bread and teddy bears. He was a triple Hitler Youth athletics champion. He was her best friend. And he was a month from his death. Of course I told him about you," Liesel said."
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Markus Zusak |
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"So I'm your huntress and thief?" His hands slid down to cup the backs of my knees as he said with a roguish grin, "You are my salvation, Feyre."
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huntress
love
rhysand
thief
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Sarah J. Maas |
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I would not put a thief in my mouth to steal my brains.
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brain
drinking
stealing
thief
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William Shakespeare |
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"So Sophos thinks you're going to marry me." "While I think you'll marry Sophos." "I might. We'll see what he's like when he grows up."
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eddis
eugenides
gen
σοφός
sounis
thief
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Megan Whalen Turner |
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"I--buy, and I sell." "You're a thief."
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gary
george
thief
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Tamora Pierce |
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I am in all truthfulness attempting to be cheerful about this whole topic, though most people find themselves hindered in believing me, no matter my protestations. 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.
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Markus Zusak |
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"Take off your hat," the King said to the Hatter. "It isn't mine," said the Hatter. "Stolen!" the King exclaimed, turning to the jury, who instantly made a memorandum of the fact. "I keep them to sell," the Hatter added as an explanation; "I've none of my own. I'm a hatter."
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hats
hatter
mad-hatter
money
steal
thief
trade
wonderland
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Lewis Carroll |
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When I am actually willing to marry you, I will wear your earrings. Don't wait for it, Thief.
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marriage
thief
thieves
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Megan Whalen Turner |
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"She stood up and took the book from him, and as he smiled over his shoulder at some other kids, she threw it away and kicked him as hard as she could in the vicinity of the groin. Well, as you might imagine, Ludwig Schmeikl certainly buckled, and on the way down, he was punched in the ear. When he landed, he was set upon. When he was set upon, he was slapped and clawed and obliterated by a girl who was utterly consumed with rage. His skin was so warm and soft. Her knuckles and fingernails were so frighteningly tough, despite their smallness. You ." Her voice, too, was able to scratch him. "You . Can you spell for me?"
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Markus Zusak |
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n lfrq lwHyd byn lsyd lnbyl w byn lqrSn lHqyqy hw m` mn ytqsm kl mnhm Gny'mh
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stories
thief
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Jeffrey Archer |
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Father Brown got to his feet, putting his hands behind him. 'Odd, isn't it,' he said, 'that a thief and a vagabond should repent, when so many who are rich and secure remain hard and frivolous, and without fruit for God or man?
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repentance
rich
sin
thief
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G.K. Chesterton |
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Better a beggar than a thief.
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thief
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George R.R. Martin |
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Some people just needed to be stolen from.
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conscience
eoin-colfer
stealing
thief
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Eoin Colfer |
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She had her whole death ahead of her
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thief
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Markus Zusak |
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Hot, bright heat filled him like some ecstatic poison, and Hartan's pony shied in terror as a wordless howl burst from his throat. His dripping ears were flat to his skull, fire crackled in his brown eyes, his huge sword blurred in a whirring figure eight before him, and the brigand running at him gawked in sudden panic. The raider's feet skidded in mud as he tried to brake, but it was far too late. He was face-to-face with the worst nightmare of any Norfressan, a Horse Stealer hradani in the grip of the Rage, and a thunderbolt of steel split him from crown to navel.
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brigand
ecstasy
ecstatic
fear
fight
fire
gawk
heat
howl
hradani
nightmare
panic
poison
skirmish
steel
sword
terror
thief
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David Weber |
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"Soup's here," Judd finally said after we watched each other for a few minutes. As I sipped the broth, Judd pretended to ignore me. I knew he wasn't really watching television. His face was too perfectly stoic like he was working hard to make himself seem cold. "Do you want the rest?" I asked. Judd frowned at me. "If I wanted soup, I'd have ordered myself some. I'm not a dog begging for scraps." Scowling at his ridiculous anger, I shrugged. "I don't want to waste the rest. Can we put it in the mini fridge and I'll eat it in the morning?" Judd's frown eased. "Fuck it. I'll eat it." "No, it's mine," I said, standing up. "I offered and you got grumpy. Now, you can't have it." "I'll just eat it after you go to sleep." "I respect your honesty," I said, setting the bowl into the little fridge next to the expensive treats. "It's a rare quality in a thief." Judd grinned."
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