“When Liesel left that day, she said something with great uneasiness. In translation, two giant words were struggled with, carried on her shoulder, and dropped as a bungling pair at Ilsa Hermann's feet. They fell off sideways as the girl… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“Vadim inhaled, but couldn’t form words, struggled with translating soldier concepts into something civilians could understand. Dan moved into the breach. “Violence, Duncan. I’m afraid we didn’t meet under a full moon with roses and a bottle of wine. We… — Marquesate Copy Share Image
