48 Quotes About The-book-thief

Sometimes I arrive too early. I rush, and some people cling longer to life than expected.

He must have longed for it so much. He must have loved her so incredibly hard. So hard that he would never ask for her lips again and would go to his grave without them.

Like most misery, it started out with apparent happiness. - The Book Thief

The scrawled words of practice stood magnificently on the wall by the stairs, jagged and childlike and sweet. They looked on as both the hidden Jew and the girl slept, hand to shoulder. They breathed.German and Jewish lungs.

How many books had she touched? How many had she felt?

How do you tell if something’s alive?You check for breathing.

He had what he called just a small ration of tools:A painted book.A handful of pencils.A mindful of thoughts.Like a simple puzzle, he put them together.

Standing above him at all moments of awakeness was the hand of time, and it didn't hesitate to wring him out. It smiled and squeezed and let him live. What great malice there could be in allowing something to live.

There are skies manufactured by people, punctured and leaking,and there are soft,coal-colored clouds, beating like black hearts