vikanderalicia-deactivated20200:

“I’m always finding humans at their best and worst. I see their ugly and their beauty and I wonder how the same can be both.”

clarkesqueens-deactivated201508:

“ The only thing worse than a boy who hates you: a boy that loves you. ” 

bongjoonsho:

_{The Book Thief (2013)}

_{We’re hiding a jew.}

rudesteiners:

_{There once was a ghost of a boy who liked to live in the shadows, so he wouldn’t frighten people. His job was to wait for his sister, who was still alive. She wasn’t afraid of the dark, because that’s where she knew her brother was. At night when darkness came to her room, she would tell her brother about the day. She would remind him how the sun felt on his skin, and what the air felt like to breathe, or how snow felt on his tongue}

_{and that reminded her that she was still a l i v e.}

delicatejimin-deactivated201610:

One small fact: you are going to die. Despite every effort, no one lives forever. Sorry to be such a spoiler. My advice is when the time comes, don’t panic. It doesn’t seem to help.

jennalouis:

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.

_{FANGIRL CHALLENGE || (19/100) Movies » The Book Thief
↳ “I wanted to tell the book thief many things, about beauty and brutality. But what could I tell her about those things that she didn’t already know? I wanted to explain that I am constantly overestimating and underestimating the human race-that rarely do I ever simply estimate it. I wanted to ask her how the same thing could be so ugly and so glorious, and its words and stories so damning and brilliant.”}

alexsuprtramp-blog:

Like most misery, it started with apparent happiness.

blurrymelancholy:

_{There once was a girl, who had a friend that lived in the shadows. She would remind him how the sun felt on his skin and the air felt like to breathe, and that reminded her that she was still alive.}

_{FANGIRL CHALLENGE || (19/100) Movies » The Book Thief
↳ “I wanted to tell the book thief many things, about beauty and brutality. But what could I tell her about those things that she didn’t already know? I wanted to explain that I am constantly overestimating and underestimating the human race-that rarely do I ever simply estimate it. I wanted to ask her how the same thing could be so ugly and so glorious, and its words and stories so damning and brilliant.”}