...and the night is so deep and dark that I wonder if the sun will ever come up. — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
She wanted none of those days to end, and it was always with disappointment that she watched the darkness stride forward. — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
It was one of those moments of perfect tiredness, of having conquered not only the work at hand, but the night who… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
The night is alive with stars, and when I lie down and look up, I get lost up there. I feel like… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
She was a Jew feeder without a question in the world on that man's first night in Molching. She was an arm… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
I only know that all of those people would have sensed me that night, excluding the youngest of the children. I was… — 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
The first couple of times, he simply stayed - a stranger to kill the aloneness. A few nights after that, he whispered… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
Each night, Liesel would step outside, wipe the door, and watch the sky. Usually it was like spillage - cold and heavy,… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
I guess I'm what you call a slush-piler. I just sent my manuscripts to the slush pile of publishers and hoped for… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
Possibly the only good to come out of these nightmares was that it brought Hans Hubermann, her new papa, into the room,… — 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
