Because you don't learn anything unless you can find the patience to read. TV takes that away from you. It robs you… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
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
Winning wasn't natural for me. It had to be fought for, in the echoes and trodden footprints of my mind. — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
Very quickly, very suddenly, words fell through my mind. They landed on the floor of my thoughts, and in there, down there,… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
You're far from this. This story is just another few hundred pages of your mind. — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“I'd seen glimpses of a different me. It was a different me because in those increments of time I thought I actually… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
It’s the leftover humans. The survivors. They’re the ones I can’t stand to look at, although on many occasions I still fail.… — 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
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
