"A bathrobe answered the door. Inside it, a woman with startled eyes , hair like fluff, and the posture of defeat stand in front of her"
Now she became spiteful. More spiteful and evil than she thought herself capable. The injury of words. Yes, the brutality of words.
"She could feel something else . Or more to the point someone else" - "It had fluffy hair"
The dictionary and the letter
"Bookeverywhere!...It was one of the most beautiful things Liesel Meminger had everseen"
You can certainly write. You write well.. And please don't punish your self like you said you would. Don't be like me Liesel"
You give this Saumensch of a book and think it'll make everything good when I go tell my mama that that we've just lost our last one? While your sit on your mansion?
You only ever take one book, and it will take a thousand visits till all of them are gone. My only hope is that one day you will knock on the front door and enter the library in the more civilized manner
"You have been a friend to me even tough I hurt you, even tough I have been insufferable ( a word I look up in the dictionary) I think I will leave youalong now.. Thank you again"