Quotes About Book

A statue of the book thief stood in the courtyard... it's very rare, don't you think, for a statue to appear before it's subject has become famous?

She didn't see him watching as he played, having no idea that Hans Hubermann's accordion was a story. In the times ahead, that story would arrive at 33 Himmel Street in the early hours of morning, wearing ruffled shoulders and a shivering jacket. It would carry a suitcase, a book, and two questions. A story. Story after story. Story within story.

She was still clutching the book. She was holding desperately on to the words who had saved her life.

En realidad, no importaba de qué tratara el libro, lo importante era lo que significaba.

In the written words of the book thief herself, the journey continued like everything had happened.

I just want to write someone's favorite book.

For most of the journey, he made his way through the book,trying never to look up. The words lolled in his mouth as he read them. Strangely, as he turned the pages and progressed through the chapters, it was only two words he ever tasted. Mein Kampf. My struggle- The title, over and over again, as the train prattled on, from one German town to the next. Mein Kampf. Of all the things to save him.

The book thief had struck for the first time - the beginning of an illustrious career.

A NICE THOUGHT One was a book thief. The other stole the sky.

How about a kiss, Saumensch? He stood waist-deep in the water for a few moments longer before climbing out and handing her the book. His pants clung to him, and he did not stop walking. In truth, I think he was afraid. Rudy Steiner was scared of the book thief's kiss. He must have longed for it so much. He must have loved her so incredibly hard. So hard that he would never ask for her lips again and would go to his grave without them

The book. The words. Her hands were bleeding like they did when she first arrived here.

death's diary- the snowman- thirteen presents- the next book- the nightmare of a Jewish corpse- a newspaper sky- a visitor- a schmunzeler- and a final kiss on poisoned cheeks

El libro se abrió... Una ráfaga de viento amplificada por la quietud de la noche.

How about a kiss, Saumensch?" He stood waist-deep in the water for a few moments longer before climbing out and handing her the book. His pants clung to him, and he did not stop walking. In truth, I think he was afraid. Rudy Steiner was scared of the book thief's kiss. He must have longed for it so much. He must have loved her so incredibly hard. So hard that he would never ask for her lips again and would go to his grave without them.

Certainly since the Middle Ages we have covered a lot of (medical) ground, gathered an enormous quantity of knowledge and as a result we have so much knowledge that we reach the point of being able to connect the available knowledge, bringing it together. This would foster a deeper insight of the human body and be helpful to develop an overview of the body. The connectivity of knowledge is what this book is about.

I have never read anything quite like Mark Haddon's funny and agonizingly honest book, or encountered a narrator more vivid and memorable. I advise you to buy two copies; you won't want to lend yours out.

A book can never be anything more than the impress of its author's thoughts; and the value of these will lie either in the matter about which he has thought, or in the form which his thoughts take, in other words, what it is that he has thought about it.

La vita e i sogni sono fogli di uno stesso libro. Leggerli in ordine è vivere, sfogliarli a caso è sognare.

Life and dreams are leaves of the same book.

Josiah Royce wrote a book with the title The Philosophy of Loyalty.

One of the reasons for this dramatic shift in how decisions are made in medicine was a 1984 book

Now you see, Dr. Stadler, you're speaking as if this book were addressing to a thinking audience. If it were, one would have to be concerned with such matters as accuracy, validity, logic and the prestige of science. But it isn't. It's addressed to the public.

Nie lubi? ciem, zw?aszcza gdy siadaj? mi na twarzy, chcia?em j? trzepn??, ale w zasi?gu r?ki by? tylko gruby, twardo oprawiony tom hotelowej Biblii, a Bibli? niezr?cznie jako?.

It's strange to describe reading a book as a really great experience, but that's kind of how it felt.