Death

"Beauty still existed in the darkest times."

"In the end, Liesel lived."

"I have hated words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right."

"I am constantly overestimating and underestimating the human race."

"Even though she didn't know it yet, Liesel was crying."

"A small but noteworthy note about swing music."

"The consequence of this is that I'm always finding humans at their best and worst."

"She was the book thief without the physically violent history."

"I could introduce myself properly, but it's not necessary."

"The last time I was here, it was the smell."

"She was too young to understand that some places are meant to break you."

"I am not violent by nature."

"He was the accordionist."

"It was an extraordinary thing to see that boy smile."

"She learnt to love the words."

"The basement was her sanctuary."

"Some people are born with tragedy in their bones."

"I am haunted by humans."

"The Hubermanns were good people."

"She held her breath like a secret."

"The war made them strange."

"They stole the words from each other."

"I arrive as the smoke descends."

"She wanted to know everything."

"The boy came with hunger in his eyes."

"There is truth in fiction."

"She was a thief of time."

"He loved her like a brother loves a sister."

"Some colors are meant for suffering."

"She survived by stealing words."