"How do you give someone a piece of the sky?

'…It was like a great white beast,' she said at her next bedside vigil, 'and it came from over the mountains.'

When the sentence was completed with several different adjustments and additions, Liesel felt like she’d done it. She imagined the vision of it passing from her hand to his, through the blankets and, and she wrote it down on a scrap of paper, placing the stone on top of it."

The Book Thief, Markus Zusak, p. 344