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Sometimes people are beautiful. Not in looks. Not in what they say. Just in what they are.
I am hunted by humans.
Even death has a heart.
Can a wolfe be beautiful?
***A KEY WORD*** Imagined
Competence was attractive.
The thrill of being ignored!
She kept watching the words.
How about a kiss, Saumensch?
The conversation of bullets.
I'm just another stupid human.
So many humans. So many colors.
You can't eat books, sweetheart.
The bombs were coming-and so was I.
One wild card was yet to be played.
Fear is shiny. Ruthless in the eyes.
The day was gray, the color of Europe.
It kills me sometimes, how people die.
He killed himself for wanting to live.
There were stars. They burned my eyes.
You can do anything when it's not real.
I'm gonna hunt my life down and grab it.
She was a girl with a mountain to climb.
I'd rather chase the sun than wait for it.
Tears were frozen to the book theif's face.
I feel the fear, but I walk fast toward it.
Humans have a talent for escalation. -Death
Everything was good. But it was awful, too.
So much good, so much evil. Just add water.
As always, one of her books was next to her.
I just want to write someone’s favorite book
I'm having bigger problems when I'm writing.
The silence was always the greates temptation.
I'm not the messenger at all. I'm the message.
One was a book thief. The other stole the sky.
You don't shoot a dog when it is already dead.
Her teeth were like a soccer crowd, crammed in.
Even enemies were an inch away from friendship.
Beautiful women are the torment of my existence.
If her soul ever leaks, I want it to land on me.
The injury of words. Yes, the brutality of words.
His eyes were cold and brown - like coffee stains.
She was saying goodbye and she didn't even know it.
Is there cowardice with the acknowledgement of fear?
Humans, if nothing else, have the good sense to die.
They were French, they were Jews, and they were you.
Even now, I wonder how much of my life is convinced.
Like most misery, it started with apparent happiness.
You’re a human, you should understand self-obsession.
THE LAST WORDS OF MAX VANDENBURG: You've done enough.
