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I could introduce myself properly, but it's not really necessary. You will know me well enough and soon enough, depending on a diverse range of variables. It suffices to say that at some point in time, I will be standing over you, as genially as possible. Your soul will be in my arms. A color will be perched on my shoulder. I will carry you gently away.
From The Book Thief
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Summer came.
For the book thief, everything was going nicely.
For me, the sky was the color of Jews.

When their bodies had finished scouring for gaps in the door, their souls rose up. When their fingernails had scratched at the wood and in some cases were nailed into it by the sheer force of desperation, their spirits came toward me, into my arms, and we climbed out of those shower facilities, onto the roof and up, into eternity's certain breadth. They just kept feeding me. Minute after minute. Shower after shower.
From The Book Thief
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The bombs were coming-and so was I.
From The Book Thief
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I know who you are and I am ready. Not that I want to go, of course, but I will come." Those souls are always light because more of them have been put out.
From The Book Thief
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If they killed him tonight, at least he would die alive.
From The Book Thief
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Papa was a man with silver eyes, not dead ones.
Papa was an accordion!
But his bellows were all empty.
Nothing went in and nothing came out.
From The Book Thief
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Why can’t the world hear? I ask myself. Within a few moments I ask it many times. Because it doesn’t care, I finally answer, and I know I’m right. It’s like I’ve been chosen. But chosen for what? I ask.
From I Am the Messenger
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for some reason, dying men always ask the question they know the answer to. perhaps it's so they can die being right.
From The Book Thief
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Still, they have one thing I envy. Humans, if nothing else, have the good sense to die.
From The Book Thief
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She looks at the swings, and I can see she’s imagining what they’d look like if the kids weren’t there. The guilt of this holds her down momentarily. It appears to be there constantly. Never far away, despite her love for them.

I realize that nothing belongs to her anymore and she belongs to everything.
From I Am the Messenger
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It kills me sometimes, how people die.
From The Book Thief
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Together, they would watch everything that was so carefully planned collapse, and they would smile at the beauty of destruction.
From The Book Thief
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I want words at my funeral. But I guess that means you need life in your life.
From The Book Thief
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A SMALL PIECE OF TRUTH
I do not carry a sickle or scythe.
I only wear a hooded black robe when it's cold.
And I don't have those skull-like facial features you seem to enjoy pinning on me from a distance. You want to know what I truly look like? I'll help you out. Find yourself a mirror while I continue.
From The Book Thief
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He killed himself for wanting to live.
From The Book Thief
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The scribbled signature black, onto the blinding global white, onto the thick soupy red.
From The Book Thief
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I carried [Rudy] softly through the broken street...with him I tried a little harder [at comforting]. I watched the contents of his soul for a moment and saw a black-painted boy calling the name Jesse Owens as he ran through an imaginary tape. I saw him hip-deep in some icy water, chasing a book, and I saw a boy lying in bed, imagining how a kiss would taste from his glorious next-door neighbor. He does something to me, that boy. Every time. It's his only detriment. He steps on my heart. He makes me cry.
From The Book Thief
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Death waits for no man - and if he does, he doesn't usually wait for very long.
From The Book Thief
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For two days I went about my business. I travelled the globe as always, handing souls to the conveyor belt of eternity.
From The Book Thief
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I could introduce myself properly, but it's not really necessary. You will know me well enough and soon enough, depending on a diverse range of variables. It suffices to say that at some point in time, I will be standing over you, as genially as possible. Your soul will be in my arms. A color will be perched on my shoulder. I will carry you gently away.
From The Book Thief
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Summer came.
For the book thief, everything was going nicely.
For me, the sky was the color of Jews.

When their bodies had finished scouring for gaps in the door, their souls rose up. When their fingernails had scratched at the wood and in some cases were nailed into it by the sheer force of desperation, their spirits came toward me, into my arms, and we climbed out of those shower facilities, onto the roof and up, into eternity's certain breadth. They just kept feeding me. Minute after minute. Shower after shower.
From The Book Thief
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The bombs were coming-and so was I.
From The Book Thief
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I know who you are and I am ready. Not that I want to go, of course, but I will come." Those souls are always light because more of them have been put out.
From The Book Thief
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If they killed him tonight, at least he would die alive.
From The Book Thief
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Papa was a man with silver eyes, not dead ones.
Papa was an accordion!
But his bellows were all empty.
Nothing went in and nothing came out.
From The Book Thief
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Why can’t the world hear? I ask myself. Within a few moments I ask it many times. Because it doesn’t care, I finally answer, and I know I’m right. It’s like I’ve been chosen. But chosen for what? I ask.
From I Am the Messenger
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for some reason, dying men always ask the question they know the answer to. perhaps it's so they can die being right.
From The Book Thief
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Still, they have one thing I envy. Humans, if nothing else, have the good sense to die.
From The Book Thief
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She looks at the swings, and I can see she’s imagining what they’d look like if the kids weren’t there. The guilt of this holds her down momentarily. It appears to be there constantly. Never far away, despite her love for them.

I realize that nothing belongs to her anymore and she belongs to everything.
From I Am the Messenger
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It kills me sometimes, how people die.
From The Book Thief
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Together, they would watch everything that was so carefully planned collapse, and they would smile at the beauty of destruction.
From The Book Thief
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I want words at my funeral. But I guess that means you need life in your life.
From The Book Thief
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A SMALL PIECE OF TRUTH
I do not carry a sickle or scythe.
I only wear a hooded black robe when it's cold.
And I don't have those skull-like facial features you seem to enjoy pinning on me from a distance. You want to know what I truly look like? I'll help you out. Find yourself a mirror while I continue.
From The Book Thief
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He killed himself for wanting to live.
From The Book Thief
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The scribbled signature black, onto the blinding global white, onto the thick soupy red.
From The Book Thief
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I carried [Rudy] softly through the broken street...with him I tried a little harder [at comforting]. I watched the contents of his soul for a moment and saw a black-painted boy calling the name Jesse Owens as he ran through an imaginary tape. I saw him hip-deep in some icy water, chasing a book, and I saw a boy lying in bed, imagining how a kiss would taste from his glorious next-door neighbor. He does something to me, that boy. Every time. It's his only detriment. He steps on my heart. He makes me cry.
From The Book Thief
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Death waits for no man - and if he does, he doesn't usually wait for very long.
From The Book Thief
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For two days I went about my business. I travelled the globe as always, handing souls to the conveyor belt of eternity.
From The Book Thief
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I could introduce myself properly, but it's not really necessary. You will know me well enough and soon enough, depending on a diverse range of variables. It suffices to say that at some point in time, I will be standing over you, as genially as possible. Your soul will be in my arms. A color will be perched on my shoulder. I will carry you gently away.
From The Book Thief
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Summer came.
For the book thief, everything was going nicely.
For me, the sky was the color of Jews.

When their bodies had finished scouring for gaps in the door, their souls rose up. When their fingernails had scratched at the wood and in some cases were nailed into it by the sheer force of desperation, their spirits came toward me, into my arms, and we climbed out of those shower facilities, onto the roof and up, into eternity's certain breadth. They just kept feeding me. Minute after minute. Shower after shower.
From The Book Thief
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The bombs were coming-and so was I.
From The Book Thief
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I know who you are and I am ready. Not that I want to go, of course, but I will come." Those souls are always light because more of them have been put out.
From The Book Thief
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If they killed him tonight, at least he would die alive.
From The Book Thief
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Papa was a man with silver eyes, not dead ones.
Papa was an accordion!
But his bellows were all empty.
Nothing went in and nothing came out.
From The Book Thief
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Why can’t the world hear? I ask myself. Within a few moments I ask it many times. Because it doesn’t care, I finally answer, and I know I’m right. It’s like I’ve been chosen. But chosen for what? I ask.
From I Am the Messenger
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for some reason, dying men always ask the question they know the answer to. perhaps it's so they can die being right.
From The Book Thief
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Still, they have one thing I envy. Humans, if nothing else, have the good sense to die.
From The Book Thief
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She looks at the swings, and I can see she’s imagining what they’d look like if the kids weren’t there. The guilt of this holds her down momentarily. It appears to be there constantly. Never far away, despite her love for them.

I realize that nothing belongs to her anymore and she belongs to everything.
From I Am the Messenger
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It kills me sometimes, how people die.
From The Book Thief
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Together, they would watch everything that was so carefully planned collapse, and they would smile at the beauty of destruction.
From The Book Thief
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I want words at my funeral. But I guess that means you need life in your life.
From The Book Thief
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A SMALL PIECE OF TRUTH
I do not carry a sickle or scythe.
I only wear a hooded black robe when it's cold.
And I don't have those skull-like facial features you seem to enjoy pinning on me from a distance. You want to know what I truly look like? I'll help you out. Find yourself a mirror while I continue.
From The Book Thief
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He killed himself for wanting to live.
From The Book Thief
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The scribbled signature black, onto the blinding global white, onto the thick soupy red.
From The Book Thief
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I carried [Rudy] softly through the broken street...with him I tried a little harder [at comforting]. I watched the contents of his soul for a moment and saw a black-painted boy calling the name Jesse Owens as he ran through an imaginary tape. I saw him hip-deep in some icy water, chasing a book, and I saw a boy lying in bed, imagining how a kiss would taste from his glorious next-door neighbor. He does something to me, that boy. Every time. It's his only detriment. He steps on my heart. He makes me cry.
From The Book Thief
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Death waits for no man - and if he does, he doesn't usually wait for very long.
From The Book Thief
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For two days I went about my business. I travelled the globe as always, handing souls to the conveyor belt of eternity.
From The Book Thief
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