“Trust me, though, the words were on their way, and when they arrived, Liesel would hold them in her hands like the… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“I was always reading books when I should have been doing math and the rest of it.” — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
There are two magic acts I want to pull off when I write. One is creating a feeling that when you're inside… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
Only in today's sick society can a man be persecuted for reading too many books. — 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
“She was still clutching the book. She was holding desperately on to the words who had saved her life.” — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
For at least twenty minutes she handed out the story. The youngest kids were soothed by her voice, and everyone else saw… — 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
