Top 49 Quotes About Liesel
#1. On quite a few occasions Liesel forgot about her mother and any other problem of which she currently held ownership.
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#2. And please," Ilsa Hermann advised her, "don't punish yourself, like you said you would. Don't be like me, Liesel.
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#3. Papa- the accordionist- and Himmel Street.
One could not exist without the other, because for Liesel, both were home.
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#4. You hungry?' Rudy asked.
Liesel replied, 'Starving.' For a book.
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#5. Often I wish this would all be over, Liesel, but then somehow you do something like walk down the basement steps with a snowman in your hands.
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#6. Where Hans Hubermann and Erik Vandenburg were ultimately united by music, Max and Liesel were held together by the quiet gathering of words.
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#7. One day, Liesel.' he said, 'you'll be dying to kiss me.
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#8. Liesel and Papa made their way through the book, this man was traveling to Amsterdam on business and the snow was shivering outside. The girl loved that- the shivering snow. "That's exactly what it does when it comes down," she told Hans Hubermann.
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#9. In truth, Liesel was a prisoner too, just held by different kinds of bonds.
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#10. Sitting in the water, she imagined the smell of it, mapped out on her papa's clothes. More than anything, it was the smell of friendship, and she could find it on herself, too. Liesel loved that smell. She would sniff her arm and smile as the water cooled around her.
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#11. ... it was raining on Himmel Street when the world ended for Liesel Meminger.
The sky was dripping.
Like a tap that a child has tried its hardest to turn off but hasn't quite managed.
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#12. Goodbye, Papa, you saved me. You taught me to read. No one can play like you. I'll never drink champagne. No one can play like you.
-Liesel
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#13. He was the crazy one who had painted himself black and defeated the world.
She was the book thief without the words.
Trust me, though, the words were on their way, and when they arrived, Liesel would hold them in her hands like the clouds, and she would wring them out like rain.
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#14. Liesel shrugged away entirely from the crowd and entered the tide of Jews, weaving through them till she grabbed hold of his arm with her left hand. His face fell on her. It reached down as she tripped, and the Jew,the nasty Jew, helped her up. It took all of his strength.
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#15. Trust me, though, the words were on their way, and when they arrived, Liesel would hold them in her hands like the clouds, and she would wring them out, like the rain. (p. 85)
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#16. Before they proceeded to their respective homes, Rudy's voice reached over and handed Liesel the truth. For a while, it sat on her shoulder, but a few thoughts later, it made its way to her ear.
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#17. I have hated the words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right. - Liesel Meminger
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#18. She was battered and beaten up, and not smiling this time. Liesel could see it on her face. Blood leaked from her nose and licked at her lips. Her eyes had blackened. Cuts had opened up and a series of wounds were rising to the surface of her skin. All from the words. From Liesel's words.
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#19. Liesel's blood had dried inside of her. It crumbled. She almost broke into pieces on the steps.
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#20. Their heartbeats fought each other, a mess of rhythm. Liesel tried to eat hers down. The taste of heart was not too cheerful.
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#21. You should give it to Max, Liesel. See if you can leave it on the bedside table, like all the other things." Liesel watched him as if he'd gone insane. "How, though?" Lightly, he tapped her skull with his knuckles. "Memorize it. Then write it down for him.
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#22. Well, promise me one thing, Liesel. If I die anytime soon, you make sure they bury me right.
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#23. Liesel observed the strangeness of her foster father's eyes. They were made of kindness, and silver.
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#24. The juggling comes to an end now, but the struggling does not. I have Liesel Meminger in one hand, Max Vandenburg in the other. Soon I will clap them together. Just give me a few pages.
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#25. In mid-February, when she turned ten, Liesel was given a used doll that had a missing leg and yellow hair. "It was the best we could do," Papa apologized. "What are you talking about? She's lucky to have that much," Mama corrected him.
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#26. Max, Hans, and Rosa I cannot account for, but I know that Liesel Meminger was thinking that if the bombs ever landed on Himmel Street, not only did Max have less chance of survival than everyone else, but he would die completely alone.
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#27. Liesel was tempted to ask her the meaning, but it never eventuated.
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#28. Moments, Liesel stood. The corridor was huge. She examined the soldier in her palm. Instinct told her to run home immediately, but common sense did not allow it. Instead, she placed the ragged soldier in her pocket and returned to the classroom.
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#29. Liesel crossed the bridge over the Amper River. The water was glorious and emerald and rich. She could see the stones at the bottom and hear the familiar song of water. The world did not deserve such a river.
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#30. What do you want to kiss me for? I'm filthy.'- Liesel
So am I.'- Rudy
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#31. Liesel was sure her mother carried the memory of him, slung over her shoulder. She dropped him. She saw his feet and legs and body slap the platform.
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#32. Once, words had rendered Liesel useless, but now, when she sat on the floor, with the mayor's wife at her husband's desk, she felt an innate sense of power. It happened every time she deciphered a new word or pieced together a sentence.
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#33. He switched off the light, came back and sat in the chair. In the darkness, Liesel kept her eyes open. She was watching the words.
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#34. For Liesel Meminger, the early stages of 1942 could be summed up like this:
She became thirteen years of age. Her chest was still flat. She had not yet bled. The young man from her basement was now in her bed.
***Q&A***
How did Max Vandenburg end up in liesel's bed? He fell.
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#35. Group of Steiners and Liesel walked past some shop windows and the imposing town hall, which in later years would be chopped off at the knees and buried.
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#36. The music would look Liesel in the face. I know it sounds strange, but that's how it felt to her.
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#37. Just because I can't read, doesn't mean I'm stupid - Liesel
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#38. She raised her hand and studied the light as it fell over her, bathing everything inside the room in shadows and light. Everything except her.
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#39. There can be no more noble a quest than a man seeking to rescue his beloved.
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#41. Patrice raised his cup and smiled. "To a successful flight, then."
To wealthy eccentric clients with more money than brains, Elle thought to herself as she took a sip of fragrant tea.
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#43. The sky is blue today, Max, and there is a big long cloud, and it's stretched out, like a rope. At the end of it, the sun is
like a yellow hole ...
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#44. Of all the arrogant men in this world, you are possibly the worst.
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#45. *** A SMALL ANNOUNCEMENT ***
ABOUT RUDY STEINER
He didn't deserve to die the way he did.
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#46. The only sign of war was a cloud of dust migrating from east to west. It looked through the windows, trying to find a way inside, and as it simultaneously thickened and spread, it turned the trail of humans into apparitions. There were no people on the street anymore. They were rumors carrying bags.
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#47. I've wanted to do this since I laid eyes on you." With a gentle movement, he lifted her face to his and kissed her.
Oh, blast. he's right. And I do want him. How annoying.
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#48. Don't you sometimes get a little tired of being so constantly outraged? - Mr Marsh
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#49. Just because it hasn't been done before, does not mean that it is not possible.
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