The point is, it didn’t really matter what the book was about. It was what it meant that was important.

“You see, to me, for just a moment, despite all of the colors that touch and gra…”

“The tears grappled with her face. Rudy, please, wake up, Goddamn it, wale up, I…”

“Only hearts... They're in the inside of the inside of me.”

“Ese día a Liesel le costó mucho decir lo que dijo al marcharse. Traducido, podr…”