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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 7acf9ed | That makes two weeks. Two weeks to change the world, and fourteen days to ruin it. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 1e88df6 | Many jocular comments followed, as did another onslaught of "heil Hitlering." You know, it actually makes me wonder if anyone ever lost an eye or injured a hand or wrist with all of that. You'd only need to be facing the wrong way at the wrong time or stand marginally too close to another person. Perhaps people did get injured. Personally, I can only tell you that no one died from it, or at least, not physically. There was, of course, the m.. | holocaust injury-causers metaphoric | Markus Zusak | |
| efd169e | THE ONLY THING WORSE THAN A BOY WHO HATES YOU A boy who loves you. | Markus Zusak | ||
| e16d493 | Personally, I like a chocolate-colored sky. Dark, dark chocolate. People say it suits me. I do, however, try to enjoy the whole spectrum. A billion or so flavors, none of them quite the same, and a sky to slowly suck on. It takes the edge off the stress. It helps me relax. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 959c4d5 | Insane or not, Rudy was always destined to be Liesel's best friend. A snowball in the face is surely the perfect beginning to a lasting friendship. | friendship | Markus Zusak | |
| 99b6d56 | I am haunted by human | death liesel-meminger | Markus Zusak | |
| b0f6689 | You are the epitome of normal. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 02dbb69 | The suffering faces of depleted men and women reached across to them, pleading not so much for help-they were beyond that-but for an explanation. Just something to subdue this confusion. | nazis | Markus Zusak | |
| 1f38c5b | We might be criminals, but we're not totally immoral | immoral | Markus Zusak | |
| 38e71e5 | One sat painfully now, among the falling chunks of rain, and the other stood next to her, waiting. "Why did he have to die?" she asked, but still, Rudy did nothing; he said nothing. When finally she finished and stood herself up, he put his arm around her, best-buddy style, and they walked on. There was no request for a kiss. Nothing like that. You can love Rudy for that, if you like." | Markus Zusak | ||
| ee25697 | So many humans. So many colors. They keep triggering inside me. They harass my memory. I see them tall in their heaps, all mounted on top of each other. There is air like plastic, a horizon like setting glue. There are skies manufactured by people, punctured and leaking, and there are soft, coal-colored clouds, beating like black hearts. And then. There is death. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 5ff5e91 | moon was sewn into the sky that night. Clouds were stitched around it. | Markus Zusak | ||
| bde9d2f | They were virtuosos of alliteration and didn't know it. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 5b3f2a3 | When you wait you start feeling deserved. | Markus Zusak | ||
| d55327b | A small, sad hope No one wanted to bomb Himmel Street. No one would bomb a place named after heaven, would they? Would they? | Markus Zusak | ||
| 5417aef | One thing I've noticed about the Germans: They seem very fond of pigs. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 35b0c0c | sometimes I think that maybe we're not really people at all. Maybe moments are what we are. Moments of weakness, of strength. Moments of rescue, of everything. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 81f1c4f | We all have our duties here. We all suffer. We all endure our setbacks for the greater good of mankind. | Markus Zusak | ||
| be2506d | I've seen so many young men over the years who think they're running at other young men. They are not. They're running at me. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 1e7b3c2 | Again, Himmel Street was a trail of people, and again, Papa left his accordion. Rosa reminded him to take it, but he refused. 'I didn't take it last time,' he explained, 'and we lived.' War clearly blurred the distinction between logic and superstition. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 3b6b18a | The town itself was a hard, distant storyland; you could see it from afar. There was all the straw-like landscape, and marathons of sky. Around it, a wilderness of low scrub and gum trees stood close by, and it was true, it was so damn true: the people sloped and slouched. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 85814c1 | Each boy stood, slouched yet stiff, hands in pockets. If the dog had pockets, she'd have had her paws in them, too, for sure. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 5e9c07a | He was built like a very small supermarket: Compact; expensive if you crossed him. | Markus Zusak | ||
| cb44830 | Sometimes, I imagined how everything appeared above those clouds, knowing without question that the sun was blond, and the endless atmosphere was a giant blue eye. | Markus Zusak | ||
| ce771d7 | When death has a story to tell, you listen. | Markus Zusak | ||
| c3d6b80 | Existe gentileza em muitos lugares inesperados. | Karin Slaughter | ||
| c92876d | Why did it have to be her? | Karin Slaughter | ||
| d84149b | Contact with the world, with which I have been steadily rubbing shoulders now for fourteen months, makes me feel more and more like returning to my shell. I hate the crowd, the herd. It seems to me always atrociously stupid or vile. | shell stupid vile world | Gustave Flaubert | |
| 5496faf | et l'ennui, araignee silencieuse, filait sa toile dans l'ombre, a tous les coins de son coeur. | flaubert | Gustave Flaubert | |
| 80b8a96 | As there was no rational foundation for Frederick's complaints, and as he could not give evidence of any real misfortune, Martinon was unable to understand his lamentations about existence. As for him, he went every morning to the school, after that took a walk in the Luxembourg, in the evening swallowed his half-cup of coffee; and with fifteen hundred francs a year, and the love of this work-woman, he felt perfectly happy. | Gustave Flaubert | ||
| 01628e0 | Elle lui parut donc si vertueuse et inaccessible, que toute esperance, meme la plus vague, l'abandonna. Mais, par ce renoncement, il la placait en des conditions extraordinaires. Elle se degagea, pour lui, des qualites charnelles dont il n'avait rien a obtenir ; et elle alla, dans son coeur, montant toujours et s'en detachant, a la maniere magnifique d'une apotheose qui s'envole. C'etait un de ces sentiments purs qui n'embarrassent pas l'ex.. | Gustave Flaubert | ||
| 20162c0 | Naviknuta da gleda sve mirno oko sebe, trazila je nesto sto je burno. More je volela samo zbog njegovih bura, zelenilo samo na proplancima medu rusevinama. Bilo joj je potrebno da iz stvari izvlaci kao neku licnu dobit; i odbacivala je kao nekorisno sve sto nije doprinosilo neposrednom zasicavanju njena srca, - buduci da je bila vise sentimentalne nego umetnicke prirode, trazila uzbudenja, a ne predele. | Flaubert Gustave Flaubert | ||
| bb29619 | Pleasures, like schoolboys in a school courtyard, had so trampled upon his heart that no green thing grew there, and that which passed through it, more heedless than children, did not even, like them, leave a name carved upon the wall. | Gustave Flaubert | ||
| 989eee6 | But that which most attracts the eye is opposite the Lion d'Or inn, the chemist's shop of Monsieur Homais. In the evening especially its argand lamp is lit up and the red and green jars that embellish his shop-front throw far across the street their two streams of colour; then across them as if in Bengal lights is seen the shadow of the chemist leaning over his desk. | Gustave Flaubert | ||
| b399b6a | Il ne faut pas toucher aux idoles: la dorure en reste aux mains. | Gustave Flaubert | ||
| 10854da | But the disparaging of those we love always alienates us from them to some extent. We must not touch our idols; the gilt sticks to our fingers. | Gustave Flaubert | ||
| 6e2aa30 | human speech is like a cracked tin kettle, on which we hammer out tunes to make bears dance when we long to move the stars. | Gustave Flaubert | ||
| f73ec91 | When you are some-'one', why would you wish to be some-'thing'? | Gustave Flaubert | ||
| eaa6d73 | Ainsi leur rencontre avait eu l'importance d'une aventure. Ils s'etaient, tout de suite, accroches par des fibres secretes. D'ailleurs, comment expliquer les sympathies? Pourquoi telle particularite, telle imperfection indifferente ou odieuse dans celui-ci enchante-t-elle dans celui-la? Ce qu'on appelle le coup de foudre est vrai pour toutes les passions. Avant la fin de la semaine, ils se tutoyerent | p-59 | Gustave Flaubert | |
| f62ed78 | I spent an hour yesterday watching the ladies bathe. What a sight! What a hideous sight! The two sexes used to bathe together here. But now they are kept separate by means of signposts, preventive nets, and a uniformed inspector - nothing more depressingly grotesque can be imagined. However, yesterday, from the place where I was standing in the sun, with my spectacles on my nose, I could contemplate the bathing beauties at my leisure. The h.. | feet | Gustave Flaubert | |
| e8bf897 | The mind travels more freely on this limitless expanse, the contemplation of which elevates the soul, gives ideas of the infinite, the idea? | Gustave Flaubert | ||
| 5b5a2aa | When she had thus for a while struck the flint on her heart without getting a spark, incapable, moreover, of understanding what she did not experience as of believing anything that did not present itself in conventional forms she persuaded herself without difficulty that Charles's passion was nothing very exorbitant. | lack-of-love love restlessness | Gustave Flaubert | |
| 1828133 | L'action, pour certains hommes, est d'autant plus impraticable que le desir est plus fort. La mefiance d'eux-memes les embarrasse, la crainte de deplaire les epouvante; d'ailleurs, les affections profondes ressemblent aux honnetes femmes; elles ont peur d'etre decouvertes, et passent dans la vie les yeux baisses. | Gustave Flaubert | ||
| 4398611 | Le meilleurde la vie se passe a dire: "Il est trop tot," puis "Il est trop tard." | Flaubert Gustav Flaubert |