"Liesel was sure her mother carried the memory of him, slung over her shoulder… How could that woman walk? How could she move? That's the sort of thing I'll never know, or comprehend - what humans are capable of." (25)
"'He's not dead yet.' The words landed on the table and positioned themselves in the middle. Half hopes didn't dare rise any higher. He isn't dead yet. He isn't dead yet." (330)
"'Don’t go, Papa. Please'…'First we lost Max. I can't lose you now, too.'" (423)
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لا توجد تنزيلات ولا بطاقة ائتمان ولا حاجة إلى تسجيل الدخول للمحاولة!