Quote 1
Now I think we are friends, this girl and me. On her birthday it was she who gave a gift to me. (35.21)
These are lines from The Standover Man, Max's loving gift to Liesel after she hugs him on his birthday. The hug, at that point, is more out of pity than love. But, The Standover Man changes all that.
Quote 2
From the toolbox the boy took out, of all things, a teddy bear.
He reached in through the torn windshield and placed it on the pilot's chest. (3.9, 3.10)
Though we don't know it until the end of the novel, that boy is Rudy. By this time in the novel, he's dedicated himself to acts of kindness and love, small and large. Ironically, a plane like the one he sees crashed here, with its pilot barely alive, is like the one that will drop a bomb on Himmel Street, ending Rudy's life.
Quote 3
Liesel observed the strangeness of her foster father's eyes. They were made of kindness, and silver. […] Upon seeing those eyes, understood that Hans Hubermann was worth a lot. (6.22)
We understand it too. The novel seems to argue that it's easy to be loving, when we take the time to see the worth in those around it. Of course, Hans makes this really easy.
Quote 4
As long as both she and Rudy lived, she would never kiss that miserable, filthy Saukerl. (9.9)
Liesel does change her tune, but doesn't reveal the change to Rudy, until it's too late. The fact that she never kisses Rudy when he's alive will haunt Liesel for a long time to come.
Quote 5
He must have loved her so incredibly hard. So hard that he would never ask for her lips again and would go to his grave without them. (44.42)
Rudy's premature death keeps Liesel and Rudy from ever truly discovering whether their love is confined to friendship, or whether it extends into the romantic realm. We are sure it's a romantic love for Rudy, at least in his imagination, but he's only fourteen, with much more to learn and see and grow.
Quote 6
They hugged and cried and fell on the floor. (87.4)
This is a moment from the end of the novel, when Max and Liesel reunite. We don't know what happens to their relationship after this, but we can be sure it has lots to do with love.
Quote 7
The book thief has struck for the first time – the beginning of an illustrious career. (5.119)
By the end of the novel, Liesel does have a career – in reading the books she steals. She wins the love of fellow Himmel Streeters by reading to them during the air raids and expresses her love for Max by reading to him when he's in a coma. When she reads to Frau Holtzapfel, she actually earns flour and coffee for Rosa.
Quote 8
Then they discovered she couldn't read or write. (7.25)
This is important to note, in terms of Liesel's growth and change throughout the novel.
Quote 9
Unofficially, it was called the midnight class, even though it commenced at around two in the morning. (7.30)
Liesel and Hans trade sleep for reading and writing, and the pleasure of one another's company. These activities help forge the tight bond between them.
Quote 10
Beneath her shirt, a book was eating her up. (21.56)
Liesel's love for books is very apparent in this moment, after she's stolen the smoldering The Shoulder Shrug from the book burning. She'd rather let it burn her skin than abandon it.
Quote 11
That such a room existed! (22.57).
This is Liesel's first glimpse of Ilsa Hermann's library. Maybe we take our libraries for granted these days. Though, still, doesn't the sight of a library fill you with a little of Liesel's wonder? No matter how common place the library may be?
Quote 12
From a Himmel Street window, he wrote, the stars set fire to my eyes. (55.78)
This is Max, writing in his scrap book, expressing how it felt to see the stars for the first time since he's come to Himmel Street. In fact, he hasn't seen anything of the outside world. The passage is an intense expression of his confined state.
Quote 13
Out of respect, the adults kept everyone quiet, and Liesel finished chapter one of The Whistler. (56.30)
Liesel is becoming "the word shaker." She's finding ways to use words for good, like here, when she comforts the people in the bomb shelter by reading to them.
Quote 14
The words. Why did they have to exist? Without them, there wouldn't be any of this. Without words, the Führer was nothing. (82.28)
In this moment, Liesel is so disillusioned with the words that she tears up a book. What do you think about her statement, though. Is it true that Hitler needed words to do what he did?
Quote 15
The fingers of her soul touched the story that was written so long ago in her Himmel Street basement. (88.7)
Bet you didn't know souls had fingers. But the point is that Liesel is reunited with her book in the afterlife, when it's almost disintegrated. It makes us wonder if Liesel wrote more books after she left Himmel Street. What do you think?
Quote 16
The last time I saw her was red. The sky was like soup, boiling and stirring. In some places it was burned. There were black crumbs and pepper, streaked across the redness. (4.1)
This early passage describes the sky over Himmel Street when it's bombed in 1942. Have you ever seen a bomb-filled sky? How do you feel about Death's soup analogy?
Quote 17
That was one war started. Liesel would soon be in another. (12.15, 16)
This passage refers to Hitler's invasion of Poland and Liesel's bad day in school, where she's beaten multiple times by her teacher and then beats up two other kids herself. Do you ever feel like you're in war, in battle when you are at school?
Quote 18
In fact, on April 20 – the Führer's birthday – when she snatched a book from beneath a steaming pile of ashes, Liesel was a girl made of darkness. (13.8)
Here we see Liesel moments after she's declared war on Hitler himself. Her way of fighting him has to do with rescuing at least one of the many books he's burned.
Quote 19
There was […] the matter of the forty million people I picked up by the time the whole thing was finished […]. (18.35)
This is Death, giving us the death toll of World War II and the Holocaust. First, how do you check his figure for accuracy? Second, how do we process death on this scale? How can we deal with it? Think about it? Talk about it?
Quote 20
Sometimes there was humor in Max Vandenburg's voice, though its physicality was like friction – like a stone being gently rubbed across a large rock. (35.125)
Max is fighting a war for his own survival. It's taken much of his humor from him. Yet, he manages to laugh and make others laugh, in spite of his plight.