The Book Thief

"How strange it is to be human."

"Liesel, I call her the book thief because that is who she is."

"The words were given to her, and she kept them safe."

"Death had already taken so much from her."

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

"The sky was a liar and so was the color of his eyes."

"He had a gift for keeping people alive."

"Sometimes she would open the book in her mind and travel to the places where the words had come from."

"The book thief stole the mayor's library."

"Liesel, I came to the conclusion, was not a stupid girl."

"I wanted to ask her how the words tasted."

"He was her best friend. Not her imaginary friend, but her real, actual, physical best friend."

"The war had begun and Liesel had missed it."

"I am Death, and I have never been busier."

"She was a thief."

"All she wanted was yellow eyes looking at her with patience and care."

"This is the time I truly detest being human, or machine, or whatever I am."

"Bad luck does not exist, she decided. There is only bad faith, bad intentions, and bad luck."

"The human child."

"Rudy was the sort of boy who fertilized people's dreams."

"Sometimes I think my papa is an accordion. When he looks at me and smiles and breathes, I hear the notes."

"I have stolen books."

"The words. Why are they stuck to me?"

"I wanted to tell the book thief many things, about beauty and brutality. But what could I tell her that she didn't already know?"

"The only thing worse than a boy who hates you: a boy that loves you."

"It kills me sometimes, how people are."

"She was a girl with a mountain to climb."

"I am haunted by humans."

"The consequence of this is that I'm always finding humans at their best and worst. I see their ugly and their beauty, and I wonder how the same thing can be both."

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