As we walk back, it feels like the city is engulfing us. Adrenalin still pours through our veins. Sparks flow through to our fingers. We've still been running in the mornings, but the city's different then. It's filled with hope and with bristles of winter sunshine. In the evening, it's like it dies, waiting to be born again the next morning.


Markus Zusak

  Email Quote to Friends   Link to Quote   Create Short URL  Publish Text About This Quote   Share on Facebook, Twitter, and more
  See Recommended Quotes For You

Related

Dive into the river of the present, but don't thrash about, go with the flow.
JIM GENOVESE
I like to open for a band as it brings on sort of a challenge and it makes things more interesting. ...
KELLY JONES
Water flows because it's willing.
MARTY RUBIN
Go with the flow even if there are rapids ahead.
JIM GENOVESE
Don't resist life, flow with it.
JIM GENOVESE
Life is more like dancing than wrestling if you follow its rhythm.
JIM GENOVESE
PEACE IS THE OBJECTIVE TO WAR, BUT THE BLOOD RUNNETH STILL
NATALIE URQUIETA
Peace originates with the flow of things — its heart is like the movement of the wind and waves. T...
MORIHEI UYESHIBA
He called out to his fellow monks,'Come quickly I am tasting stars.
JOHN GREEN
The question is, what colour will everything be at that moment when I come for you? What will the sk...
MARKUS ZUSAK
Make no mistake, the woman had a heart. She had a bigger one that people would think. There was a lo...
MARKUS ZUSAK
My politics of optimism and hope still casts its lot with the Democrats - in the optimistic hope tha...
RICK PERLSTEIN
What else? She is so beautiful. You don’t get tired of looking at her. You never worry if she is s...
JOHN GREEN
Pero diré esto: Cuando los científicos del futuro aparezcan en mi casa con ojos robot y me digan q...
JOHN GREEN
Wow,” I said. “Are you making this up?”
“Hazel Grace, could I, with my meager intellect...
JOHN GREEN
Finally, I decided that the proper strategy was to stare back. Boys do not have a monopoly on the St...
JOHN GREEN
We were sitting there on the couch together, and he pushed himself up to go but then fell back down ...
JOHN GREEN
So it’s your death suit.”
“Correct. Don’t you have a death outfit?”
“Yeah,”...
JOHN GREEN
I spent your Wish on that doucheface,” I said into his chest.
“Hazel Grace. No. I will gran...
JOHN GREEN
«Hazel Grace,” he said, my name new and better in his voice. “It has been a real pleasure to ma...
JOHN GREEN
Cold,” he said, pressing a finger to my pale wrist.
“Not cold so much as underoxygenated,�...
JOHN GREEN
If he is anything other than a total gentleman, I’m going to gouge his eyes out.”
“So you...
JOHN GREEN
People always get used to beauty, though.”
“I haven’t gotten used to you just yet,” he ...
JOHN GREEN
Augustus: “You probably need some rest.”
Me: “I’m okay.”
Augustus: “Okay.” (...
JOHN GREEN
Time's a slut, she screws with everyone.
JOHN GREEN
como toda pregunta sobre el universo, esta vía de investigación nos obliga inevitablemente a pregu...
J.K. ROWLING
No puedes escoger si serás lastimado en este mundo, pero si puedes decidir quién te lastima
JOHN GREEN
But it's your life.
JOHN GREEN
No matter how hard you kick, no matter how high you get, you can't go all the way round.
JOHN GREEN
Cancer kids are essentially side effects of the relentless mutation that made the diversity of life ...
JOHN GREEN
No puedes elegir si van hacerte daño en este mundo, pero sí eliges quién te lo hace.
JOHN GREEN
you clench your teeth,you look up, you tell yourself that if they see you cry, it will hurt them,and...
JOHN GREEN
That's the think about pain. It demands to be felt.
JOHN GREEN
Seriously, don't even get me started on my hot bod. You don't want to see me naked, Dave. seeing me ...
JOHN GREEN
Writing does not resurrect. It buries..
JOHN GREEN
Pero diré esto: Cuando los científicos del futuro aparezcan en mi casa con ojos robot y me digan q...
JOHN GREEN
You’re arguing that the fragile, rare thing is beautiful simply because it is fragile and rare. Bu...
JOHN GREEN
So how’s it going?”
“Okay. Glad to be home, I guess. Gus told me you were in the ICU?”<...
JOHN GREEN
Still perfect,” he said. “Read to me.”
“This isn’t really a poem to read aloud when y...
JOHN GREEN
I turn and kick with the first one and feel myself being lifted and thrown towards the beach. It's l...
MARK SMITH
Also, it was a bit hopeless," he said. "A bit defeatist."
"If by defeatist you mean honest, the...
JOHN GREEN
Ive created a new drink! I'm calling it the Piñata Colada! Its sweet and tasty, but when you wake u...
JOSé N. HARRIS
I took my friend’s hand as she helped me up. With our hands still linked and our flower crowns tan...
ERICA SEHYUN SONG
Along the iron veins that traverse the frame of our country, beat and flow the fiery pulses of its e...
JOHN RUSKIN
Now i know what it feels like being Ryan Bingham
ARIEL SERAPHINO
How bright the sunshine dances in its joy, O'er the still flow of this majestic river!
JOHN WILSON (2) (USED PSEUDONYM CHRISTOPHER NORTH)
Lambhood and tigerishness may be found in either gender, and in the same individual at different tim...
MARGARET ATWOOD
Now is the only time we have, and the only time that we have any control over.
RICHARD CARLSON
We rode bikes through here, rode our sleds through here and used to sit in the pavilion for hours. O...
HOLLY FAULK
No one has imagined us. We want to live like trees,
sycamores blazing through the sulfuric air,...
ADRIENNE RICH
Children are like water; they don't much care where the stream takes them. They do nothing to avoid ...
NILESH RATHOD
All day long you sit and sew,
Stitch life down for fear it grow,

Stitch life down fo...
EDITH SITWELL
Civilised life, you know, is based on a huge number of illusions in which we all collaborate willing...
J.G. BALLARD
It is difficult to describe what this situation feels like for those involved. It is surreal and unf...
SCOTT COWEN
Great balls of fire. Don't bother me anymore, and don't call me sugar.
MARGARET MITCHELL
Everything has it's own time and place, Transformation becomes effortless when we go with the flow.
SHELLI THOMPSON
She was intimidating and all I could do was sit back on the couch as she paced back and forth, slowl...
IN THE MAKING
Art is the means by which we communicate what it feels like to be alive - in the past, that was mixe...
ANTONY GORMLEY
Even when the world throws it worst and then turns in its back, there is still always hope
PITTACUS LORE
I hope our best is good enough to get us through. Our team going to state is goal we've been talking...
CHRISTINA DEBOER
I was a bit of a Victorian Lady, fainting-wise.
JOHN GREEN
While I did not fancy myself a particularly good person, I never thought my first real sexual action...
JOHN GREEN
Mom sobbed something into Dad's chest that I wish I hadn't heard, and that I hope she never finds ou...
JOHN GREEN
Come over here so I can examine your face with my hands and see deeper into your soul than a sighted...
JOHN GREEN
But it is the nature of stars to cross, and never was Shakespeare more wrong than when he has Cassiu...
JOHN GREEN
But this was the truth, a pitiful boy who desperately wanted not to be pitiful, screaming and crying...
JOHN GREEN
I'm feeling grand. I'm on a rollercoaster only going up.
AUGUSTUS WATERS THE FAULT IN OUR STARS
Time is a teacher which in the end it kills all it's students. (Synchronicity 2015 Film)
DEYTH BANGER
Integrity is not everything, but it is the only thing that matters.
JEFFREY FRY
Then you've made the only choice. But there's a penalty attached, as there is to most things you wan...
MARGARET MITCHELL
We're still getting the equipment together and reconfiguring our equipment. We needed a different pu...
MALCOLM FOX
Friendship is a double-edged sword one side it can be great and true but the other side it spells be...
GARY F EVANS...
Be kind. We never know what people are going through. Give grace and mercy because one day your circ...
GERMANY KENT
Every day's a perfect gift of time for us to use. Hours waiting to be filled in any way we choose. E...
SOURCE UNKNOWN
Now is the only time we have, and the only time we have any control over.
RICHARD CARLSON
With Dante gone, time seemed to stand still around me; the mornings just as cloudy and dark as the e...
YVONNE WOON
The fire of hope never dies.
BEN OAK
He'd never forget what Naasir had said to him when Dmitri yelled that he didn't intend to bury anoth...
NALINI SINGH
Now is everything
Now is the essence
Now is the focus
Focus on the now
For that ...
KAREN HACKEL
Taking the path of least resistance is always helpful and peaceful, which is always in line with you...
HINA HASHMI
Taking the path of least resistance is always helpful and peaceful, which is always in line with you...
HINA HASHMI
The unfortunate thing is that, sometimes, we slip, but, fortunately, consciously or unconsciously, w...
ERNEST AGYEMANG YEBOAH
We've flown through the worst of it and we're still in contact with our spacecraft.
TOM DUXBURY
When you live in the present, the past is forgotten & the future takes care of itself.
MANDY HALE
One must simply take the days of their lives as they happen. If you spend time worrying over what is...
R.J. GONZALES
No matter how long its been, every time I stare at the pictures we took, it still feels like yesterd...
MAHMOUD EL HALLAB
In the beginning, there was nothing and from nothing came our species then behold the dawn of music....
GARY F EVANS...
False friends are like our shadow, keeping close to us while we walk in the sunshine but leaving us ...
CHRISTIAN NEVELL BOVEE
Even when all is falling apart there is still hope in the world. Hope, a shining beacon that allows ...
AVINA CELESTE
False friends are like our shadow, keeping close to us while we walk in the sunshine, but leaving us...
CHRISTIAN NEVELL BOVEE
False friends are like our shadow, keeping close to us while we walk in the sunshine, but leaving us...
CHRISTIAN NESTELL BOVEE
False friends are like our shadow, keeping close to us while we walk in the sunshine, but leaving ...
CHRISTIAN N. BOVEE
Human consciousness arose but a minute before midnight on the geological clock. Yet we mayflies try ...
STEPHEN JAY GOULD
How many times did she have to say goodbye?
MARKUS ZUSAK
Where Hans Hubermann and Erik Vandenburg were ultimately united by music, Max and Liesel were held t...
MARKUS ZUSAK
*** A SMALL ANNOUNCEMENT ***
ABOUT RUDY STEINER
He didn't deserve to die the way he did.
MARKUS ZUSAK
*** A SMALL ANNOUNCEMENT ***
***ABOUT RUDY STEINER***
He didn't deserve to die the way he ...
MARKUS ZUSAK
After another ten minutes, the gates of thievery would open just a crack, and Liesel Meminger would ...
MARKUS ZUSAK
We may be six months on from the earthquake and through a mercifully mild winter, but there is still...
DAN TOOLE
The problem with compassion is that it is not photogenic.
SEBASTIAN HORSLEY

More Markus Zusak

No matter how many times she was told that she was loved, there was no recognition that the proof wa...
MARKUS ZUSAK
I guess humans like to watch a little destruction. Sand castles, houses of cards, that's where they ...
MARKUS ZUSAK
You ever hear a dog cry, Steve? You know, howling so loud it's almost unbearable?' He nodded. 'I rec...
MARKUS ZUSAK
How does it feel, anyway?"
How does what feel?"
When you take one of those books?"
At...
MARKUS ZUSAK
We used to languish when we walked, or sidle down the street like dogs that have just done something...
MARKUS ZUSAK
I..." He struggled to answer. "When everything was quiet, I went up to the corridor and the curtain ...
MARKUS ZUSAK
The words. Why did they have to exist? Without them, there wouldn't be any of this.
MARKUS ZUSAK
Si lance was not quiet and calm, and it was not peace.
MARKUS ZUSAK
A human doesn't have a heart like mine. The human heart is a line, whereas my own is a circle, and I...
MARKUS ZUSAK
Sometimes people are beautiful.
Not in looks.
Not in what they say.
Just in what they...
MARKUS ZUSAK
Imagine smiling after a slap in the face. Then think of doing it twenty-four hours a day.
MARKUS ZUSAK
He does something to me, that boy. Every time. It’s his only detriment. He steps on my heart. He m...
MARKUS ZUSAK
Maybe everyone can live beyond what they're capable of.
MARKUS ZUSAK
We don't need a point, son. We're juvenile, we're dirty, we don't have girls, we have noses full of ...
MARKUS ZUSAK
There are so many moments to remember and sometimes I think that maybe we're not really people at al...
MARKUS ZUSAK
Together, they would watch everything that was so carefully planned collapse, and they would smile a...
MARKUS ZUSAK
I told her I loved the howling sound of her harmonica. That seemed to be the limit of my courage tha...
MARKUS ZUSAK
Ed?" Ritchie says later. We're still standing in the water. "There's only one thing I want."
"W...
MARKUS ZUSAK
Somewhere, far down, there was an itch in his heart, but he made it a point not to scratch it. He wa...
MARKUS ZUSAK
Humans, if nothing else, have the good sense to die.
MARKUS ZUSAK
I have hated words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right.
MARKUS ZUSAK
All my friends seem to be smart arses. Don't ask me why. Like many things, it is what it is.
MARKUS ZUSAK
She looks at the swings, and I can see she’s imagining what they’d look like if the kids weren�...
MARKUS ZUSAK
She leaned down and looked at his lifeless face and Leisel kissed her best friend, Rudy Steiner, sof...
MARKUS ZUSAK
A DEFINITION NOT FOUND
IN THE DICTIONARY
Not leaving: an act of trust and love,
often...
MARKUS ZUSAK
The only thing worse than a boy who hates you: a boy that loves you.
MARKUS ZUSAK
She took a step and didn't want to take any more, but she did.
MARKUS ZUSAK
He was the crazy one who had painted himself black and defeated the world.

She was the bo...
MARKUS ZUSAK
I had many boxing matches with my brother in the backyard when we were younger, and I guess while ot...
MARKUS ZUSAK
The sky is blue today, Max, and there is a big long cloud, and it's stretched out, like a rope. At t...
MARKUS ZUSAK
Well, this is basically the end, so the answers should be in these next few pages. I doubt they will...
MARKUS ZUSAK
Living in Sydney, I've taken the chance to start surfing again. One of my best memories of growi...
MARKUS ZUSAK
It's not so much that the old friend is a better friend. It's just that you know the person better, ...
MARKUS ZUSAK
Best friends one, and now we have almost nothing to say to each other. It was interesting, how he ha...
MARKUS ZUSAK
I thought for a moment about the dog. Miffy. I guess no matter how much Rube and I complained about ...
MARKUS ZUSAK
... And the boy whose hair remained the color of lemons forever.
MARKUS ZUSAK
***A SMALL THEORY***
People observe the colors of a day only at its beginnings and its ends, bu...
MARKUS ZUSAK
The point is, Ilsa Hermann had decided to make suffering her triumph. When it refused to let go of h...
MARKUS ZUSAK
A couple of them were school beauty-queen pretty while a few were that more real-looking type. A rea...
MARKUS ZUSAK
My mouth opened.
It happened.
Yes, with my head thrown into the sky, I started howling. MARKUS ZUSAK
It felt as though the whole globe was dressed in snow. Like it has pulled it on, the way you pull on...
MARKUS ZUSAK
Awkward.
That's exactly how it was when we walked over to our sister and stood on each side of ...
MARKUS ZUSAK
When life robs you, sometimes you have to rob it back.
MARKUS ZUSAK
I procrastinate in spades. In my defence, I also try to have all other distractions solved before I ...
MARKUS ZUSAK
I think to be writer you have to enjoy being alone. I was a loner as a teenager and was always drawn...
MARKUS ZUSAK
The city was dark except for the building lights that seemed to appear like sores - like bandaids ha...
MARKUS ZUSAK
The happening that happened was that I met this girl ...
MARKUS ZUSAK
A SMALL PIECE OF TRUTH
I do not carry a sickle or scythe.
I only wear a hooded black robe ...
MARKUS ZUSAK
Of course, I'm being rude. I'm spoiling the ending, not only of the entire book, but of this particu...
MARKUS ZUSAK
It’s a small story really, about, among other things:

* A girl
* Some words
MARKUS ZUSAK
A small but noteworthy note. I've seen so many young men over the years who think they're running at...
MARKUS ZUSAK
I am haunted by humans.
MARKUS ZUSAK
Sometimes you read a book so special that you want to carry it around with you for months after you'...
MARKUS ZUSAK
Hair the color of lemons,'" Rudy read. His fingers touched the words. "You told him about me?"
...
MARKUS ZUSAK
One was a book thief. The other stole the sky.
MARKUS ZUSAK
People observe the colors of a day only at its beginnings and ends, but to me it's quite clear that ...
MARKUS ZUSAK
I have to say that although it broke my heart, I was, and still am, glad I was there.
MARKUS ZUSAK
A small fact:
You are going to die....does this worry you?
MARKUS ZUSAK
She was saying goodbye and she didn't even know it.
MARKUS ZUSAK
My heart is so tired
MARKUS ZUSAK
The consequence of this is that I'm always finding humans at their best and worst. I see their ugly ...
MARKUS ZUSAK
I carried [Rudy] softly through the broken street...with him I tried a little harder [at comforting]...
MARKUS ZUSAK
His soul sat up. It met me. Those kinds of souls always do - the best ones. The ones who rise up and...
MARKUS ZUSAK
How about a kiss, Saumensch?"

He stood waist-deep in the water for a few moments l...
MARKUS ZUSAK
If only she could be so oblivious again, to feel such love without knowing it, mistaking it for laug...
MARKUS ZUSAK
Usually we walk around constantly believing ourselves. "I'm okay" we say. "I'm alright". But sometim...
MARKUS ZUSAK
A snowball in the face is surely the perfect beginning to a lasting friendship.
MARKUS ZUSAK
Even death has a heart.
MARKUS ZUSAK
I wanted to tell the book thief many things, about beauty and brutality. But what could I tell her a...
MARKUS ZUSAK
It kills me sometimes, how people die.
MARKUS ZUSAK
Like most misery, it started with apparent happiness.
MARKUS ZUSAK
Summer came.
For the book thief, everything was going nicely.
For me, the sky was the colo...
MARKUS ZUSAK
I kept walking. Have you ever done that? Just walk. Just walk and have no idea where you're going? I...
MARKUS ZUSAK
I like the idea that every page in every book can have a gem on it. It's probably what I love mo...
MARKUS ZUSAK
She stood up and took the book from him, and as he smiled over his shoulder at some other kids, she ...
MARKUS ZUSAK
I am in all truthfulness attempting to be cheerful about this whole topic, though most people find t...
MARKUS ZUSAK
... I felt something and vowed that if I ever got a girl I would treat her right and never be bad or...
MARKUS ZUSAK
It was the beginning of the greatest Christmas ever. Little food. No presents. But there was a snowm...
MARKUS ZUSAK
***HERE IS A SMALL FACT***
You are going to die.
MARKUS ZUSAK
Había una vez un hombre bajito y extraño que decidió tres cosas importantes acerca de su vida: MARKUS ZUSAK أحياناً تقوم بقراءة كتاب من روعته تريد اصطحابه معك لعد�...
MARKUS ZUSAK
She could smell the pages. She could almost taste the words as they stacked up around her.
MARKUS ZUSAK
If they killed him tonight, at least he would die alive.
MARKUS ZUSAK
And you're Cameron Wolfe. That' gotta start meaning somethin' boy. That's gotta start churnin' insid...
MARKUS ZUSAK
Not leaving: an act of trust and love, often deciphered by children.
MARKUS ZUSAK
It was a Monday and they walked on a tightrope to the sun.
MARKUS ZUSAK
They ignore the reality that a new version of the same old problem will be waiting at the end of the...
MARKUS ZUSAK
It makes me wonder, Do we spend most of our days trying to remember or forget things? Do we spend mo...
MARKUS ZUSAK
... because a fight's worth nothing if you know from the start that you're going to win it. It's the...
MARKUS ZUSAK
All told, she owned fourteen books, but she saw her story as being made up predominantly of ten of t...
MARKUS ZUSAK
I'd seen glimpses of a different me. It was a different me because in those increments of time I tho...
MARKUS ZUSAK
The bittersweetness of uncertainty: To win or to lose.
MARKUS ZUSAK
I’m Angelina,” she says. “Are you here to save us?” I can see a tiny spark of hope awaken in...
MARKUS ZUSAK
Trust was accumulated quickly, due primarily to the brute strength of the man's gentleness, his ther...
MARKUS ZUSAK
The Gunman is useless. I know it. He knows it. The whole bank knows it.
MARKUS ZUSAK
Why can’t the world hear? I ask myself. Within a few moments I ask it many times. Because it doesn...
MARKUS ZUSAK
We both laugh and run and the moment is so thick around me that i feel like dropping into it to let ...
MARKUS ZUSAK
I realize that nothing belongs to her anymore and she belongs to everything.
MARKUS ZUSAK
When her hands reached out and poured the tea, it was as if she also poured something into me while ...
MARKUS ZUSAK
Have you ever noticed that idiots have a lot of friends? It's just an observation.
MARKUS ZUSAK
Our footsteps run, and I don't want them to end. I want to run and laugh and feel like this forever....
MARKUS ZUSAK
My full name's Ed Kennedy. I'm nineteen. I'm an underage cab driver. I'm typical of many of the youn...
MARKUS ZUSAK
What would you do if you were me? Tell me. Please tell me!
But you're far from this. Your finge...
MARKUS ZUSAK
My voice is like a rumour. I'm not sure if it came out or not, or if it is true.
MARKUS ZUSAK
Big things are often just little things that people notice.
MARKUS ZUSAK
Of course you're real-like any thought or any story. It's real when you're in it.
MARKUS ZUSAK
She soon says, "You're my best friend, Ed."
You can kill a man with those words.
No gun. MARKUS ZUSAK
It's impeccable how brutal the truth can be at times. You can only admire it. Usually, we walk aroun...
MARKUS ZUSAK
That was when the world wasn't so big and I could see everywhere. It was when my father was a hero a...
MARKUS ZUSAK
I'm just another stupid human.
MARKUS ZUSAK
If a guy like you can stand up and do what you did, then maybe everyone can. Maybe everyone can live...
MARKUS ZUSAK
People die of broken hearts. They have heart attacks. And it's the heart that hurts most when things...
MARKUS ZUSAK
Only in today's sick society can a man be persecuted for reading too many books.
MARKUS ZUSAK
I think she ate a salad and some soup.
And loneliness.
She ate that, too.
MARKUS ZUSAK
My arms are killing me.
I didn't know words could be so heavy.
MARKUS ZUSAK
I'm not the messenger at all.
I'm the message.
MARKUS ZUSAK
You can kill a man with those words.
No gun.
No bullets.
Just words and a girl.
MARKUS ZUSAK
I'd rather chase the sun than wait for it.
MARKUS ZUSAK
Believe it or not--it takes a lot of love to hate you like this.
MARKUS ZUSAK
It's not a big thing, but I guess it's true--big things are often just small things that are noticed...
MARKUS ZUSAK
I am constantly overestimating and underestimating the human race - that rarely do I ever simply est...
MARKUS ZUSAK
It was Russia, January 5, 1943, and just another icy day. Out among the city and snow, there were de...
MARKUS ZUSAK
I think 'The Lord Of The Rings' is the mother of all cult books, because you can be in that ...
MARKUS ZUSAK
I walked home, seeing all my doubt from the other side. Have you ever seen that? Like when you go on...
MARKUS ZUSAK
...to swear with a ferocity that can only be described as a talent.
MARKUS ZUSAK
I could smell something. Fear.
I could taste it now.
It tasted like blood in my mouth, and...
MARKUS ZUSAK
And when we finally stood up and turned to face the world, I could feel something climbing through m...
MARKUS ZUSAK
Time will tell, I suppose, or at least, these pages will.
MARKUS ZUSAK
The pages and the words are my world, spread out before your eyes and for your hand to touch. Vaguel...
MARKUS ZUSAK
At first, all is black and white.
Black on white.
That's where I'm walking, through pages....
MARKUS ZUSAK
Personally, I quite like that. Such stupid gallantry.
Yes. I like that a lot.
MARKUS ZUSAK
I looked at myself in that window, oblivious to all the people around me and I stared and smiled tha...
MARKUS ZUSAK
A happening was looming. It was out there somewhere beyond the regular enclosed life that I had been...
MARKUS ZUSAK
You don't always get what you wish for. Especially in Nazi Germany
MARKUS ZUSAK
They're brainless girls, otherwise they wouldn't be seen dead here. They're pretty, with ugly, appea...
MARKUS ZUSAK
...one opportunity leads directly to another, just as risk leads to more risk, life to more life, an...
MARKUS ZUSAK
There were people everywhere on the city street, but the stranger could not have been more alone if ...
MARKUS ZUSAK
What do you want to kiss me for? I'm filthy.'- Liesel
So am I.'- Rudy
MARKUS ZUSAK
It feels like spoken words, this bridge. I want it but fear it. God, I want so desperately to reach ...
MARKUS ZUSAK
Would I always feel so small that it hurt and that even the greatest outcry roaring from my throat w...
MARKUS ZUSAK
Our own place is mall perhaps, but when your old man is eaten by his own shadow, you realise that ma...
MARKUS ZUSAK
We are wolves, which are wild dogs, and this is our place in the city. We are small and our house is...
MARKUS ZUSAK
And then there's the sickness I feel from looking at legs I can't touch, or at lips that don't smile...
MARKUS ZUSAK
When you looked out my window you could see the whole city crouched under a blanket of car smog.
MARKUS ZUSAK
Often I wish this would all be over, Liesel, but then somehow you do something like walk down the ba...
MARKUS ZUSAK
Papa was a man with silver eyes, not dead ones.
Papa was an accordion!
But his bellows w...
MARKUS ZUSAK
Sometimes I think my papa is an accordion. When he looks at me and smiles and breathes, I hear the n...
MARKUS ZUSAK
She walked down the basement steps. She saw an imaginary framed photo seep into the wall - a quiet-s...
MARKUS ZUSAK
***A KEY WORD***
Imagined
MARKUS ZUSAK
... the city around us seemed colder than ever again, and I realised that even if it really had sens...
MARKUS ZUSAK
The dog next-door had settled down, and the neighbourhood seemed stunned by this event occurring in ...
MARKUS ZUSAK
I stood there and stared, into the sky and at the city around me. I stood, hands at my side, and I s...
MARKUS ZUSAK
Can a person steal happiness? Or is just another internal, infernal human trick?
MARKUS ZUSAK
Mistakes, mistakes, it's all I seem capable of at times.
MARKUS ZUSAK
You might well ask just what the hell he was thinking. The answer is, probably nothing at all.He'd p...
MARKUS ZUSAK
An eleven-year-old girl is many things, but she is not stupid.
MARKUS ZUSAK
My own eyes try to sleep, but they don't. They stay wide awake as time snarls forward and silence dr...
MARKUS ZUSAK
It was one of those moments of perfect tiredness, of having conquered not only the work at hand, but...
MARKUS ZUSAK
Already, I know that all of this will stay with me forever. It'll haunt me, but I also fear it will ...
MARKUS ZUSAK
Even now, I wonder how much of my life is convinced.
MARKUS ZUSAK
I don't really know that this story has a whole lot of things happen in it. It doesn't really. It's ...
MARKUS ZUSAK
How do you tell if something's alive? You check for breathing.
MARKUS ZUSAK
For Liesel Meminger, the early stages of 1942 could be summed up like this:
She became thirteen...
MARKUS ZUSAK
He's been to the brink and come back. I guess when you lose your pride, even for just a moment, you ...
MARKUS ZUSAK
I bet that guy was as obsessed with Sarah as I am with this other girl, and I bet he promised himsel...
MARKUS ZUSAK
They say that war is death's best friend, but I must offer you a different point of view on that one...
MARKUS ZUSAK
I've wandered through the real world, and written myself through the darkness of the streets inside ...
MARKUS ZUSAK
When death captures me," the boy vowed, "he will feel my fist in his face." (31.26)
MARKUS ZUSAK
It's hard to not like a man who not only notices the colors, but speaks them.
MARKUS ZUSAK
The soft-spoken words fell off the side of the bed, emptying to the floor like powder.
MARKUS ZUSAK
I like that every page in every book can have a gem on it. It's probably what I love most about writ...
MARKUS ZUSAK
Now I've changed things. I've left my own fingerprints on the world, no matter how small, and it's u...
MARKUS ZUSAK
In years to come, he would be a giver of bread, not a stealer - proof again of the contradictory hum...
MARKUS ZUSAK
You can't eat books, sweetheart.
MARKUS ZUSAK
One day, Liesel.' he said, 'you'll be dying to kiss me.
MARKUS ZUSAK
A fighter can be a winner, but that doesn't make a winner a fighter.
MARKUS ZUSAK
I wanted to explain that I am constantly overestimating and underestimating the human race - that ra...
MARKUS ZUSAK
When I was growing up, I wanted to be a house painter like my father, but I was always screwing up w...
MARKUS ZUSAK
People observe the colors of a day at its beginnings and ends, but to me it's quiet clear that a day...
MARKUS ZUSAK
See, I was never a guy who had a whole heap of friends to belong to. Besides Greg Fienni, I never re...
MARKUS ZUSAK
And why?’ He pauses. ‘I did it because you are the epitome of ordinariness, Ed. And if a guy lik...
MARKUS ZUSAK
She closes the door completely, and I crouch there. I allow myself to fall forward and rest my head ...
MARKUS ZUSAK
I guess that’s the beauty of books. When they finish they don’t really finish.
MARKUS ZUSAK
The words were on their way, and when they arrived, she would hold them in her hands like the clouds...
MARKUS ZUSAK
How many times did she have to say goodbye?
MARKUS ZUSAK
Where Hans Hubermann and Erik Vandenburg were ultimately united by music, Max and Liesel were held t...
MARKUS ZUSAK
Here is a small fact: You are going to die"
"does this scare you? I urge you don't be afraid, I...
MARKUS ZUSAK
*** A SMALL ANNOUNCEMENT ***
ABOUT RUDY STEINER
He didn't deserve to die the way he did.
MARKUS ZUSAK
*** A SMALL ANNOUNCEMENT ***
***ABOUT RUDY STEINER***
He didn't deserve to die the way he ...
MARKUS ZUSAK
The moon was sewn into the sky that night
MARKUS ZUSAK
The question is, what colour will everything be at that moment when I come for you? What will the sk...
MARKUS ZUSAK
There are skies manufactured by people, punctured and leaking,and there are soft,coal-colored clouds...
MARKUS ZUSAK
He must have longed for it so much. He must have loved her so incredibly hard. So hard that he would...
MARKUS ZUSAK
He had what he called just a small ration of tools:
A painted book.
A handful of pencils.<...
MARKUS ZUSAK
She was a Jew feeder without a question in the world on that man's first night in Molching. She was ...
MARKUS ZUSAK
An attribute of Rosa Hubermann, she was a good woman for a crisis.
MARKUS ZUSAK
Her teeth were like a soccer crowd, crammed in.
MARKUS ZUSAK
If your eyes could speak, what would they say?.
MARKUS ZUSAK
Don’t make me happy. Please, don’t fill me up and let me think that something good can come of a...
MARKUS ZUSAK
The Germans in basements were pitiable, surely, but at least they had a chance. That basement was no...
MARKUS ZUSAK