It happened in a small town of Hitler’s heartland.

The flow of more suffering was pumped nicely out, and a small piece of it had now arrived.

Jews were being marched through the outskirts of Munich, and one teenage girl somehow did the unthinkable and made her way through to walk with them. When the soldiers pulled her away and threw her to the ground, she stood up again. She continued.

The morning was warm.

Another beautiful day for a parade.

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One was a book thief. The other stole the sky.

Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

Until I feared I would lose it, I never loved to read. One does not love breathing.

Harper Lee, To Kill a Mockingbird (via sounds-of-the-past)

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While 10,000 souls hid in fear and trembled, one Jew thanked the skies for stars that blessed his eyes.

Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

It kills me sometimes, how people die.

Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

Like most misery, it started with apparent happiness.

Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

Sometimes, when you are not getting the love you want, giving makes you think you will.

Mitch Albom, The Time Keeper

But you grab a moment, or you let it pass

Mitch Albom, The Time Keeper
lovestory-1498:

Life is for the alive, my dear.

lovestory-1498:

Life is for the alive, my dear.

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Dip your pen into your arteries and write.

William Allen White (via pickledginger)

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Ends are for yesterday, not tomorrows.