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. . - Markus Zusak

They say that war is death's best friend, but I must offer you a different point of view on that one. To me, war is like the new boss who expects the impossible. He stands over your shoulder repeating one thin, incessantly: 'Get it done, get it done.' So you work harder. You get the job done. The boss, however, does not thank you. He asks for more.

It was the beginning of the greatest Christmas ever. Little food. No presents. But there was a snowman in their basement.

That was when the world wasn't so big and I could see everywhere. It was when my father was a hero and not a human.