The Book Thief, Markus Zusak
"Then again, who am I kidding? I'm in most places at least once, and in 1943, I was just about everywhere."
"Steadily, the room shrank, till the book thief could touch the shelves within a few small steps. She ran the back of her hand along the first shelf, listening to the shuffle of her fingernails gliding across the spinal cord of each book. It sounded like an instrument, or the notes of running feet. She used both hands. She raced them. One shelf against the other." p. 135
"The Jew would smile as he accepted the package of paper and started reading in the rationed light of the basement. Often, Liesel would watch him as he focused on reading the paper, completed the crossword, and then started to reread it, front to back." p. 247
"Together, they watched the humans disappear. They watched them dissolve, like moving tablets in the humid air." p. 515