If you can't imagine it, think clumsy silence. Think bits and pieces of floating despair. And drowning in a train. — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
When her hands reached out and poured the tea, it was as if she also poured something into me while I sat… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
If you ever write a book, I can only give you one piece of advice. Don't let your parents get involved. — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
When I find research really rewarding is when one piece of information gives you an idea for a story. That's when it's… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
It's insane to be a writer and not be a reader. When I'm writing I'm more likely to be reading four or… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
A SMALL PIECE OF TRUTH I do not carry a sickle or scythe. I only wear a hooded black robe when it's… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
As a child in Sydney, my German Mum and my Austrian Dad would spontaneously tell me stories about what they saw and… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
Somewhere in all the snow, she could see her broken heart, in two pieces. — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
Of course, I'm being rude. I'm spoiling the ending, not only of the entire book, but of this particular piece of it.… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
Liesel's blood had dried inside of her. It crumbled. She almost broke into pieces on the steps. — 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
