The question is, what colour will everything be at the moment when I come for you? What will the sky be saying?
pg 4.
I am all bluster- I am not violent. I am not malicious. I am a result.
pg 7.
Mistakes, Mistakes, it's all I seem capable of at times.
pg 23.
Not leaving- an act of trust and love, often deciphered by children.
pg 38.
The only thing worse than a boy who hates you, a boy who loves you.
pg 53.
One opportunity leads directly to another, just as risk leads to more risk, life to more life, and death to more death. In a way it was destiny.
pg 90.
Like most misery, it started with apparent happiness.
pg 91.
It's a lot easier, she realized, to be on the verge of something than to actually be it.
pg 95.
I guess humans like to watch a little destruction. Sandcastles, houses of cards, that's where they begin. Their great skill is their capability to escalate.
pg 118.
For Liesel, the paranoia itself became the punishment.