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When death captures me," the boy vowed, "he will feel my fist in his face." (31.26)


Markus Zusak

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She ate that, too.
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I didn't know words could be so heavy.
MARKUS ZUSAK I'm not the messenger at all.
I'm the message.
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No gun.
No bullets.
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Black on white.
That's where I'm walking, through pages....
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Yes. I like that a lot.
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Imagined
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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 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...
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