“Believe it or not--it takes a lot of love to hate you like this.”

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

“I love and hate this place because it is full of words.”

“It would be nice to say that after this small breakthrough, neither Liesel nor Max dreamed their bad visions again. It would be nice but untrue. The nightmares arrived like they always did, much like the best player in the opposition when you’ve heard rumors that he might be injured or sick—but there he is, warming up with the rest of them, ready to take the field. Or like a timetabled train, arriving at a nightly platform, pulling the memories behind it on a rope. A lot of dragging. A lot of awkward bounces.”

“It's a lot easier, she realized, to be on the verge of something than to actually be it. This would still take time.”

“Personally, I quite like that. Such stupid gallantry.Yes. I like that a lot.”

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