the book thief, markus zusak.
my favourite quotes.

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♡: my one saving grace is distraction. it keeps me sane.

♡: "es stimmt nicht", "this isn't happening".

♡: if you can't imagine it, think clumsy silence. think bits and pieces of floating despair.

and drowning in a train.

♡: she was good at being furious. in fact, you could say her face was decoared in constant fury.

♡: schiller strasser. the road of yellow stars.

♡: the soft spoken words fell off the side of the bed, emptying onto the floor like powder.

♡: like most misery, it started with apparent happiness.

♡: it's a lot easier, she realised, to be on the verge of something than to actually be it.

♡: gott verdammt (god damn it)

♡: the point is, Ilsa Hermann had decided to make suffering her triumph. when it refused to let go of her, she succumbed to it. she embraced it.

♡: he seemed to resonate with a kind of confidence that life was still nothing but a joke - an endless succession of football goals, trickery and a constant repertoire of meaningless chatter.

♡: "es is ja Wahnsinn, net?", "this is crazy, isn't it?"

♡: she could see the burning light on Max's eggshell face and even taste the human flavour of his words.

♡: as the book quivered in her lap, the secret sat in her mouth. it made itself comfortable. it crossed its legs.

♡: "alles ist scheisse", "all is shit".

♡: "vielen dank, meine Herren", "many thanks, my gentlemen".

♡: "jawohl", "it sure is".

♡: "you might well ask just what the hell is he thinking. the answer is probably nothing at all. he'd probably say that he was exercising his God-given right to stupidity"

♡: when i start thinking like that, i become so exchausted, and i dont have the luxury of indulging fatigue. 

♡: "prost, madel", "cheers, girl".

♡: the notes were born on her breath and died at her lips.

♡: max lifted his head, with great sorrow, and great astonishment. "there were stars", he said. "they burned my eyes".

♡: 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. 

♡: it kills me sometimes, how people die.

♡: i don't want to hope for anything any more. i don't want to pray that max is alive and safe. or alex steiner. because the world does not deserve them.

♡: "es tut mir leid, schatzi", "i'm sorry, darling".