Please believe me when I tell you that I picked up each soul that day as if it were newly born. I even kissed a few weary, poisoned cheeks. I listened to their last, gasping cries. Their vanishing words. I watched their love visions and freed them from their fear.
Markus Zusak (2013). “The Book Thief: Enhanced Movie Tie-in Edition”, p.350, RH Childrens Books
