"When death captures me," the boy vowed, "he will feel my fist in his face." (31.26) - Markus Zusak

for some reason, dying men always ask the question they know the answer to. perhaps it's so they can die being right.

A halo surrounded the grim reaper nun, Sister Maria. (By the way-I like this human idea of the grim reaper. I like the scythe. It amuses me.)

"His soul sat up. It met me. Those kinds of souls always do - the best ones. The ones who rise up and say "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. More of them have already found their way to other places."