I'm sorry. I shouldn't be asking such things...' She let the sentence die its own death — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“The scribbled signature black, onto the blinding global white, onto the thick soupy red.” — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
When death captures me," the boy vowed, "he will feel my fist in his face." (31.26) — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“The fire was nothing now but a funeral of smoke, dead and dying, simultaneously.” — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“Still, they have one thing I envy. Humans, if nothing else, have the good sense to die.” — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“In the darkness of my dark-beating heart, I know. He’d have loved it, all right. You see? Even death has a heart.” — 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
“When I picked him up originally, the boy's spirit was soft and cold, like ice-cream. He started melting in my arms. Then… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“She was still clutching the book. She was holding desperately on to the words who had saved her life.” — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
Together, they would watch everything that was so carefully planned collapse, and they would smile at the beauty of destruction. — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“The last thing I wanted was to look down at the stranded face of my teenager. A pretty girl. Her whole death… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
for some reason, dying men always ask the question they know the answer to. perhaps it's so they can die being right. — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
When death captures me,' the boy vowed, 'he will feel my fist on his face.' Personally, I quite like that. Such stupid… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“I wanted to explain that I am constantly overestimating and underestimating the human race - that rarely do I even simply estimate… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“There were heavy beams - planks of sun - falling randomly, wonderfully, onto the road. Clouds arched their backs to lok behind… — 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
So many humans. So many colours. They keep triggering inside me. They harass my memory. I see them tall in their heaps,… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“Death about Heil Hitlering p. 117-118. You know, it actually makes me wonder if anyone ever lost an eye or injured a… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“It’s probably fair to say that in all the years of Hitler’s reign, no person was able to serve the Führer as… — 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
“On June 23, 1942, there was a group of French Jews in a German prison, on Polish soil. The first person I… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
I suppose he'll die soon. I'm expecting it, like you do for a dog that's seventeen. There's no way to know how… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“It's lucky I was there. Then again, who am I kidding? I'm in most places at least once, and in 1943, I… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
I can promise you that the world is a factory. The sun stirs it, the humans rule it. And I remain. I… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“Here is a small fact: You are going to die" "does this scare you? I urge you don't be afraid, I'm nothing… — 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
I see Death as the part of us that knows all the time that we're going to die, reminding us to live… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
Death waits for no man - and if he does, he doesn't usually wait for very long. — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
...one opportunity leads directly to another, just as risk leads to more risk, life to more life, and death to more death. — 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
