The Boy in the Striped Pyjamas

И тут к нему заглянула "безнадежный случай"

- Он руководит страной, идиот. - Гретель, как заведено у сестер решила выпендриться. (Вот поэтому ей и было присвоено звание "безнадежный случай")

И заруби себе на носу

Just because a man glances up at the sky at night does not make him an astronomer...

He pushed his two feet together and shot his right arm in the air before clicking his two heels together and saying in a deep and clear voice as possible the words he said every time he left a soldiers presence. 'Heil Hitler,' he said, which, he presumed, was another way of saying, 'Well, goodbye for now, have a pleasant afternoon'.

If you ask me, we're all in the same boat. And it's leaking.

As they left they stood in a row together like toy soldiers and their arms shot out in the same way that Father had taught Bruno to salute, the palm stretched flat, moving from their chests up into the air in front of them in a sharp motion as they cried out the two words that Bruno had been taught to say whenever anyone said it to him.

Fathers are supposed to be serious. It doesn’t matter whether they’re greengrocers or teachers or chefs or commandants.

One day he was perfectly content, playing at home, sliding down banisters, trying to stand on his tiptoes to see right across Berlin, and now he was stuck here in this cold, nasty house with three whispering maids and a waiter who was both unhappy and angry, where no one looked as if they could ever be cheerful again.

But there was something about the new house that made Bruno think that no one ever laughed there; that there was nothing to laugh at and nothing to be happy about.

There were shops with bright store fronts, and fruit and vegetable stalls with big trays piled high with cabbages, carrots, cauliflowers and corn. Some were overspilling with leeks and mushrooms, turnips and sprouts; others with lettuce and green beans, courgettes and parsnips. Sometimes he liked to stand in front of these stalls and close his eyes and breathe in their aromas, feeling his head grow dizzy with the mixed scents of sweetness and life.

We don't have the luxury of thinking ... Some people make all the decisions for us.

Делай хорошую мину при хорошей игре.

Расхаживаешь тут в своей форме, словно она добавляет тебе достоинства и славы. И тебе безразлично, что она на самом деле означает. Что за ней кроется.

Конечно, все это случилось очень давно и никогда больше не повторится. Не в наши дни и не в нашем веке.

При мысли, что больше этого никогда не повторится, Бруно становилось очень горько.

Отец подался вперёд, тыча ножом в сына.

Через месяц их распустят на летние каникулы, и тогда у них появится уйма времени не только строить смелые планы, но и осуществить их.

Они ни разу не пригласили в гости кого-нибудь в полосатой пижаме

Почему я должен торчать по эту сторону ограду, где не с кем поговорить и не с кем поиграть?