| Quote #1
And it meant two rifles, gripped in the hands of the soldiers. She stared at the rifles first. Then, finally, she looked into the face of the soldier who had ordered her to halt. (1.13)
Living during wartime means making sacrifices. It starts small, like this (not being able to run freely in your neighborhood). But as we know, this is only the beginning. Interrupting a friendly street race seems like nothing compared to what Ellen will have to do shortly after.
| Quote #2
For Kirsti, the soldiers were simply part of the landscape, something that had always been there, on every corner, as unimportant as lampposts, throughout her remembered life. (1.40)
Streets have lampposts and roads have cars and towns have soldiers. Wait, what? That last one doesn't really ring true for most of us (lucky us!). Kirsti, on the other hand, doesn't know life without these soldiers. Taking them away would be almost as strange for her as putting them in would be for us.
| Quote #3
"Papa," Annemarie had said, finally, into the silence, "sometimes I wonder why the king wasn't able to protect us. Why didn't he fight the Nazis so that they wouldn't come into Denmark with their guns?" (2.30)
Annemarie isn't the only one asking this question. Why do you think Denmark allowed the Nazis in? Was it a moral failure on their end, or is there more to the issue than that?