I’m sorry, I don’t know. :( imdb lists a few unnamed schoolkids but with no pictures.
Somewhere, too, in the gaps between a period and the next capital letter, there was also Max.
Words are life, Liesel. All those pages, they’re for you to fill.
It happened in a small town of Hitler’s heartland.
The flow of more suffering was pumped nicely out, and a small piece of it had now arrived.
Jews were being marched through the outskirts of Munich, and one teenage girl somehow did the unthinkable and made her way through to walk with them. When the soldiers pulled her away and threw her to the ground, she stood up again. She continued.
The morning was warm.
Another beautiful day for a parade.
I wanted to tell the book thief many things, about beauty and brutality. But what could I tell her about those things that she didn’t already know?
When darkness closes in, endure.
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.
Like most misery, it started with apparent happiness.