I also fear that nothing really ends at the end. Things just keep going as long as memory can wield its ax,… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
I watch the beauty for as long as I can, then turn and face the rest of it. — 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
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
The sky is blue today, Max, and there is a big long cloud, and it's stretched out, like a rope. At the… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
When I recollect her, I see a long list of colors, but it's the three in which I saw her in the… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
She let herself love me for three minutes. Can three minutes last forever? I ask myself, but already know the answer. Probably… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
Make no mistake, the woman had a heart. She had a bigger one that people would think. There was a lot in… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
I want to talk to him. I want to ask him about that girl and if he loved her and still misses… — 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
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
