“They say that war is death’s best friend, but I must offer you a different point of view on that one. To… — 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
“Death's Diary: 1942 - It was a year for the ages, like 79, like 1346, to just name a few. Forget the… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
She leaned down and looked at his lifeless face and Leisel kissed her best friend, Rudy Steiner, soft and true on his… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“Sitting on the ground, she looked up at her best friend. "Danke," she said. "Thank you." Rudy bowed. "My pleasure." He tried… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
Failure has been my best friend as a writer. It tests you, to see if you have what it takes to see… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
They say that war is death's best friend, but I must offer you a different point of view on that one. To… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“It’s just… I wish it was easier, for me, you know?” I make a special point not to look at her. “I… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“The tears grappled with her face. Rudy, please, wake up, Goddamn it, wale up, I love you. Come on, Rudy, come on,… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“She soon says, "You're my best friend, Ed." You can kill a man with those words. No gun. No bullets. Just words… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“Best friends one, and now we have almost nothing to say to each other. It was interesting, how he had joined those… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“In all honesty (and I know I’m complaining excessively now), I was still getting over Stalin, in Russia. The so-called second revolution—the… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“She leaned down and looked at his lifeless face and Liesel kissed her best friend, Rudy Steiner, soft and true on his… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“She soon says, “You’re my best friend, Ed.” “I know.” You can kill a man with those words.” — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“Hair the color of lemons,'" Rudy read. His fingers touched the words. "You told him about me?" At first, Liesel could not… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“Insane or not, Rudy was always destined to be Liesel's best friend. A snowball in the face is surely the perfect beginning… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
Liesel observed the strangeness of her foster father's eyes. They were made of kindness, and silver. — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
I think that as a writer your responsibility is to search for and stir up the things that are in this world. There is… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“For two days I went about my business. I travelled the globe as always, handing souls to the conveyor belt of eternity.” — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
It is early, early morning. It's that time when it's still dark but you know the day is coming. Blue is bleeding through black.… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“I'm twenty years old and look at me-- there isn't a thing I want to do” — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
You should give it to Max, Liesel. See if you can leave it on the bedside table, like all the other things." Liesel watched… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“When a woman with an iron fist tells you to get out there and clean spit off the door, you do it. Especially when… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
In years to come, he would be a giver of bread, not a stealer - proof again of the contradictory human being. So much… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“«¿Por qué no puede oírlo el resto del mundo? —me pregunto. En pocos segundos me lo pregunto muchas veces—. Porque no le importa —me… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
Could she smell my breath? Could she hear my cursed circular heart beat revolving like the crime it is in my deathly chest? — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
I see how complicated it is to make a film and how many people are involved and I love the fact that I get… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
