The Book Thief

"The street was alive with possibility."

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

"The words were bleeding onto the page."

"She was a thief of time."

"There is truth in fiction."

"I've commandeered your heart."

"The accordion was breathing."

"Doors can be dangerous."

"The boy came with hunger in his eyes."

"She wanted to know everything."

"I arrive as the smoke descends."

"The snow was a gift."

"They stole the words from each other."

"The war made them strange."

"There was something in the corner."

"She held her breath like a secret."

"The Hubermanns were good people."

"I am haunted by humans."

"Words are light."

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

"The basement was her sanctuary."

"She learnt to love the words."

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

"He was the accordionist."

"The clouds were beautiful."

"I am not violent by nature."

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

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

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

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