"Here is a small fact. You are going to die." Prologue, A Mountain Range of Rubble, p. 3.

"You see, to me, for just a moment, despite all of the colors that touch and grapple with what I see in this world, I will often catch an eclipse when a human dies.
I've seen millions of them.
I've seen more eclipses than I care to remember."
Prologue, A Mountain Range of Rubble, p. 11.

"The book thief and her brother were traveling down toward Munich, where they would soon be given over to foster parents. We now know, of course, that the boy did not make it."
Part One, The Grave Digger's Handbook, p. 19.

"Upon her arrival, you could still see the bite marks of snow on her hands and the frosty blood on her fingers. Everything about her was undernourished. Wirelike shins. Coat hanger arms. She did not produce...