“In the written words of the book thief herself, the journey continued like everything had happened.” — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
The book thief has struck for the first time – the beginning of an illustrious career. — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“Like most misery, it started out with apparent happiness. - The Book Thief” — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“The book thief had struck for the first time - the beginning of an illustrious career.” — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
For 'The Book Thief,' I wanted only one outcome, and that was for the director to follow his own vision, just as… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“A statue of the book thief stood in the courtyard... it's very rare, don't you think, for a statue to appear before… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“Steiner was scared of the book thief’s kiss. He must have longed for it so much. He must have loved her so… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
In the case of 'The Book Thief,' my research was hearing the stories of my parents when I was a child. But… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
I was lucky: I feel like I've written four books that mean something to me, and one book that means everything to… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“When I found it amongst the book thief's words, I realised that we passed each other once in a while during that… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“She was the book thief without the words. Trust me, though, the words were on their way, and when they arrived, Liesel… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“She slid a book from the shelf and sat with it on the floor. She tore a page from the book and… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
Don't be afraid to fail. I fail every day. I failed thousands of times writing The Book Thief, and that book now… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
I wanted to tell the book thief many things, about beauty and brutality. But what could I tell her about those things… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“Once in while a man or a woman--no, they were not men and women; they were Jews--would find Liesel's face among the… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
On many counts, taking a boy like Rudy Steiner was robbery--so much life, so much to live for--yet somehow, I'm certain he… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“He was the crazy one who had painted himself black and defeated the world. She was the book thief without the words.… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
For at least twenty minutes she handed out the story. The youngest kids were soothed by her voice, and everyone else saw… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“He lay with yellow hair and closed eyes, and the book thief ran toward him and fell down. She dropped the black… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“I wanted to tell the book thief many things, about beauty and brutality. But what could I tell her about those things… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“Steadily, the room shrank, till the book thief could touch the shelves within a few small steps. She ran the back of… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“Yes, I have seen a great many things in this world. I attend the greatest disasters and work for the greatest villains.… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“It's no time to be half watching, turning around, or checking the stove - because when the book thief stole her second… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“Yes, often, I am reminded of her, and in one of my vast array of pockets, I have kept her story to… — Mark Zusak Copy Share Image
“For now, Rudy and Liesel made their way onto Himmel Street in the rain. He was the crazy one who had painted… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
Summer came. For the book thief, everything was going nicely. For me, the sky was the color of Jews. When their bodies… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
And I can promise you something, because it was a thing I saw many years later - a vision in the book… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“The book thief lay in bed that night, and the boy only came before she closed her eyes. He was one member… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“I wanted to ask her how the same thing could be so ugly and so glorious, and its words and stories so… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
