War Today Is Such A More Visible

It Occurs To Me That Even Though Zoya And I Are Both Still Alive, My Life Is Already Over. She Will Be Taken From Me Soon And There Will Be No Reason For Me To Continue Without Her. We Are One Person, You See. We Are Georgyandzoya.

I Think That Books For Young People Should Have Serious And Important Themes, They Shouldn't Be Trivial. So The Books I Write, They Would Be The Kind Of Stories You Would Write In An Adult Novel Only They Just Happen To Feature A Child At The Center Of Them.

Very Slowly He Turned His Head Back To Look At Shmuel, Who Wasn't Crying Anymore, Merely Staring At The Floor And Looking As If He Was Trying To Convince His Soul Not To Live Inside His Tiny Body Anymore, But To Slip Away And Sail To The Door And Rise Up Into The Sky, Gliding Through The Clouds Until It Was Very Far Away.'' -the Boy In The Striped Pajamas

In His Heart, He Knew That There Was No Reason To Be Impolite To Someone, Even If They Did Work For You. There Was Such A Thing As Manners After All.

I Was A Very Quiet Child, Quite Introverted, Really. Independent, Yes; I Didn't Need A Lot Of Supervision. Less So Than I Did When I Got Older, Maybe. But I Was A Bookish Child, Not Surprisingly. I Could Sit Quite Happily In A Corner For Hours And Entertain Myself With Books.