Liesel observed the strangeness of her foster father's eyes. They were made of kindness, and silver. — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
I have hated words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right. — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
How'd it feel?" Rube asked himself. "I don't know exactly, but it made me want to howl. — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
All told, she owned fourteen books, but she saw her story as being made up predominantly of ten of them. Of those… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
She even touches Jimmy's face on the photos, and I see what it is to love someone like Milla loved that man.… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
For a moment, I panic. It's that feeling of falling when you know without question, that you've lost control of your car,… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
In the basement of 33 Himmel Street, Max Vandenburg could feel the fists of an entire nation. One by one they climbed… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
Somewhere, far down, there was an itch in his heart, but he made it a point not to scratch it. He was… — 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
