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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| e8ae9a1 | You're history, Donohue. You think countries run the fucking world! Go back to fucking Sunday school. It's 'God save our multinational' they're singing these days. | John le Carré | ||
| 58ad3da | When Schulmann talked, he fired off conflicting ideas like a spread of bullets, then waited to see which ones went home and which came back at him. The sidekick's voice followed like a stretcher-party, softly collecting up the dead. (...) Sound oil policy, sound economics, sound everything. Justice it isn't. (part I, chapter 1) | John le Carré | ||
| bbe26a0 | I am stupid. And kind. Which makes the biggest idiot in the world. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 2eef297 | When it came down to it, one of them called the shots. The other did what he was told. The question is, what if the other is a lot more than one? | Markus Zusak | ||
| e7e1481 | I bet that guy was as obsessed with Sarah as I am with this other girl, and I bet he promised himself never to hurt her, just like I've been doin' - and look what he's done to her. He's left her a crumpled mess, lyin' on her bed all the time. | mess obsessed promised | Markus Zusak | |
| 22ad072 | Well, this is basically the end, so the answers should be in these next few pages. I doubt they will surprise you, but you never know. I don't know how smart or thick you are. You could be Albert Einstein for all I know, or some literary prizewinner, or maybe you're just middle of the road like me. | answers end know middle-of-the-road pages smart surprise | Markus Zusak | |
| 9cf7ae8 | Don't make me happy. Please, don't fill me up and let me think that something good can come of any of this. Look at my bruises. Look at this graze. Do you see this graze inside me? Do you see it before your very eyes, eroding me? I don't want to hope for anything more. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 18cbca9 | Who was there to soothe him as life's rug was snatched from under his sleeping feet? | Markus Zusak | ||
| 3a722f3 | It's the sound of my breathing that gets me, pouring down into my lungs and then tripping back up my throat. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 62dc212 | She was still clutching the book. She was holding desperately on to the words who had saved her life. | death reading words | Markus Zusak | |
| d707fd9 | Sometimes I imagined how everything looked above those clouds, knowing without question that the sun was blond, and the endless atmosphere was a giant blue eye | Markus Zusak | ||
| 83241cd | How'd it feel?" Rube asked himself. "I don't know exactly, but it made me want to howl." | Markus Zusak | ||
| 17a0d1c | Say something enough times and you never forget it. | Markus Zusak | ||
| df499dc | There were heavy beams - planks of sun - falling randomly, wonderfully, onto the road. Clouds arched their backs to lok behind as they started again to move on. 'It's such a beautiful day,' he said, and his voice was in many pieces. A great day to die. A great day to die, like this. | the-book-thief | Markus Zusak | |
| 540d80b | I only know it would have been nice to be making love instead of attempting murder. | Markus Zusak | ||
| af51130 | People observe the colours of a day only at its beginnings and ends, but to me it's quite clear that day merges through a multitude of shades and intonations, with each passing moment. A single hour can consist of thousands of different colours. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 5d2479b | He's been to the brink and come back. I guess when you lose your pride, even for just a moment, you realise how much it means to you. | come-back lose-your-pride realise | Markus Zusak | |
| e35c97e | Late in February, she stood on Munich Street and watched a single giant cloud come over the hills like a white monster. It climbed the mountains. The sun was eclipsed, and in its place, a white beast with a gray heart watched the town. | Markus Zusak | ||
| a581016 | Yet each day, he managed to unravel and straighten himself, disgusted and thankful. Wrecked, but somehow not torn into pieces. | Markus Zusak | ||
| ba93676 | There was an itchy lung for a last cigarette and an immense, magnetic pull toward the basement, for the girl who was his daughter and was writing a book down there he hoped to read one day. Liesel. His soul whispered it as I carried him. But there was no Liesel in that house. Not for me, anyway. | Markus Zusak | ||
| b29164e | A bathrobe answered the door. Inside it, a woman... | Markus Zusak | ||
| a8b1caf | Podria presentarme como es debido pero, la verdad, no es necesario. Pronto me conoceras bien, todo depende de una compleja combinacion de variables. Por ahora basta con decir que, tarde o temprano, aparecere ante ti con la mayor cordialidad. Tomare tu alma en mis manos, un color se posara sobre mi hombro y te llevare conmigo con suma delicadeza. | la-muerte | Markus Zusak | |
| 4055b89 | There were reasons to leave, and reasons to stay, and all of it was the same. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 4cb4722 | It feels like the mornings clap their hands. To make me wake. | mornings | Markus Zusak | |
| 5858a3d | Some of you are most likely thinking that white is not really a colour and all of that tired sort of nonsense. Well, I'm here to tell you that it is. White is without question a colour, and personally, I don't think you want to argue with me. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 7a6279e | He was hanging from one of the rafters in a laundry up near Frau Diller's. Another human pendulum. Another clock, stopped. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 40fc0e1 | But you'll come and get me if he wakes up, won't you? Just make something up. Scream out like I've done something wrong. Start swearing at me. Everyone will believe it, don't worry. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 4a82c52 | I loved you already then. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 9a68f3d | Por encima de todo, la ladrona de libros ansiaba volver al sotano a escribir o leer su historia una vez mas. Ahora que lo pienso, sin duda se le veia en la cara. Se moria de ganas de reencontrar esa seguridad, ese hogar, pero era incapaz de moverse. Ademas, el sotano ya no existia. Era parte del paisaje desvastado. | Markus Zusak | ||
| d3e7338 | AN OBSERVATION*** A pair of train guards. A pair of grave diggers. When it came down to it, one of them called the shots. The other did what he was told. The question is, what if the 'other' is a lot more than one? | Markus Zusak | ||
| 3947fee | Papa!" she whispered. "I have no eyes!" He patted the girl's hair. She'd fallen into his trap. "With a smile like that," Hans Hubermann said, "you don't need eyes." | Markus Zusak | ||
| 8b07100 | Emma was just like any other mistress; and the charm of novelty, falling down slowly like a dress, exposed only the eternal monotony of passion, always the same forms and the same language. | novelty | Gustave Flaubert | |
| 6e4dff7 | There was an air of indifference about them, a calm produced by the gratification of every passion; and through their manners were suave, one could sense beneath them that special brutality which comes from the habit of breaking down half-hearted resistances that keep one fit and tickle one's vanity--the handling of blooded horses, the pursuit of loose women. | noblemen | Gustave Flaubert | |
| 5ae10c4 | A man, at least, is free; he can explore every passion, every land, overcome obstacles, taste the most distant pleasures. But a woman is continually thwarted. Inert and pliant at the same time, she must struggle against both the softness of her flesh and subjection to the law. Her will, like the veil tied to her hat by a string, flutters with every breeze; there is always some desire luring her on, some convention holding her back. | Gustave Flaubert | ||
| 883e48d | I have patience in all things - as far as the antechamber. | Gustave Flaubert | ||
| b73dc24 | The world is going to become bloody stupid and from now on will be a very boring place. We're lucky to be living now. | Gustave Flaubert | ||
| 34f6c49 | How wonderful to find in living creatures the same substance as those which make up minerals. Nevertheless they felt a sort of humiliation at the idea that their persons contained phosphorous like matches, albumen like white of egg, hydrogen gas like street lamps. | Gustave Flaubert | ||
| 7895879 | Then they wondered if there were men in the stars. Why not? And as creation is harmonious, the inhabitants of Sirius ought to be huge, those of Mars middle-sized, those of Venus very small. Unless it is the same everywhere. There are businessmen, police up there; people trade, fight, dethrone their kings. Some shooting stars suddenly slid past, describing a course in the sky like the parabola of a monstrous rocket. 'My Word,' said Bouvard.. | earth life outer-space science | Gustave Flaubert | |
| b595f32 | She remembered the summer evenings all full of sunshine. The colts neighed when any one passed by, and galloped, galloped. Under her window there was a beehive, and sometimes the bees wheeling round in the light struck against her window like rebounding balls of gold. | Gustave Flaubert | ||
| e63be63 | Charles' conversation was as flat as a street pavement, on which everybody's ideas trudged past, in their workaday dress, provoking no emotion, no laughter, no dreams. | Gustave Flaubert | ||
| eecc21d | One event sometimes had infinite ramifications and could change the whole settings of a person's life. | Gustave Flaubert | ||
| be104e0 | What could be better than to sit besides the fire with a book and a glowing lamp while the wind beats outside the windows... | Gustave Flaubert | ||
| bc8d1ee | Emma repeated to herself, "Good Heavens! Why did I marry?" | Gustave Flaubert | ||
| 7455c35 | His heart was flooded with immense love, and as he gazed on her he could feel his mind growing numb. | Gustave Flaubert |