Liesel observed the strangeness of her foster father's eyes. They were made of kindness, and silver. — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
She didn't dare to look up, but she could feel their frightened eyes hanging onto her as she hauled the words in… — 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
Son, you can't go around painting yourself black, you hear?" "Why not, Papa?" "Because they'll take you away." "Why?" "Because you shouldn't… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
Papa was a man with silver eyes, not dead ones. Papa was an accordion! But his bellows were all empty. Nothing went… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
Max lifted his head, with great sorrow and great astonishment. 'There were stars,' He said. 'They burned my eyes.’ ...from a Himmel… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
Don’t make me happy. Please, don’t fill me up and let me think that something good can come of any of this.… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
She was battered and beaten up, and not smiling this time. Liesel could see it on her face. Blood leaked from her… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
The pages and the words are my world, spread out before your eyes and for your hand to touch. Vaguely, I can… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
She rubbed her eyes, and after a long study of his face, she spoke "Is it really you?" Is it from your… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
Finally, in October 1945, a man with swampy eyes, feathers of hair, and a clean-shaven face walked into the shop. He approached… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
I..." He struggled to answer. "When everything was quiet, I went up to the corridor and the curtain in the livingroom was… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
When we move apart, she looks at me again, till a small tear lifts itself up in her eye. It trips out… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
I stood there and stared, into the sky and at the city around me. I stood, hands at my side, and I… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
I’m Angelina,” she says. “Are you here to save us?” I can see a tiny spark of hope awaken in her eyes.… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
What would you do if you were me? Tell me. Please tell me! But you're far from this. Your fingers turn the… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
My own eyes try to sleep, but they don't. They stay wide awake as time snarls forward and silence drops down, like… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
There was the gate next, which she(Liesel)clung to. A gang of tears trudged from her eyes as she held on and refused… — 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
