People have defining moments, i suppose, especially when they're children. — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
The book thief has struck for the first time – the beginning of an illustrious career. — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“The book thief had struck for the first time - the beginning of an illustrious career.” — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
Things always seem to glide away. They come to you, stay a moment, then leave again. — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“The question is, what color will everything be at that moment when I come for you? What will the sky be saying?… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
It's a lot easier, she realized, to be on the verge of something than to actually be it. This would still take… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
I think I'm always somehow interested in characters who want to make one perfect thing, to transcend humanness, even if only for… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“It makes me wonder, Do we spend most of our days trying to remember or forget things? Do we spend most of… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
There are moments when you can only stand and stare, watching the world forget you as you remove yourself from it -… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
It's funny, don't you think, how time seems to do a lot of things? It flies, it tells, and worst of all,… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“sometimes I think that maybe we’re not really people at all. Maybe moments are what we are. Moments of weakness, of strength.… — 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… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“moments, Liesel stood. The corridor was huge. She examined the soldier in her palm. Instinct told her to run home immediately, but… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“We smell the impact of traffic and humans. Humans and traffic. Back and forth. We taste our moment, swallowing it, knowing it.… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“I took them all away, and if ever there was a time I needed distraction, this was it. In complete desolation, I… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“The minutes were cruel. Hours were punishing. Standing above him at all moments of awakeness was the hand of time, and it… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
I even move out onto the front porch and see my own limited view of the world. I want to take that… — 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
She was battered and beaten up, and not smiling this time. Liesel could see it on her face. Blood leaked from her… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
There are so many moments to remember and sometimes I think that maybe we're not really people at all. Maybe moments are… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
Don't be afraid to fail. I fail every day. I failed thousands of times writing The Book Thief, and that book now… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“It's impeccable how brutal the truth can be at times. You can only admire it. Usually, we walk around constantly believing ourselves.… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“The human heart is a line, whereas my own is a circle, and I have the endless ability to be in the… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“At this point, I couldn't help it. I walked around to see her better, and from the moment I witnessed her face… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
A human doesn't have a heart like mine. The human heart is a line, whereas my own is a circle, and I… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“He's waking her in every moment. Disturbing her. Reaching through her and abandoning her at the same time. He throws her down… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“A SMALL THEORY People observe the colors of a day only at its beginnings and ends, but to me it’s quite clear… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
We both laugh and run and the moment is so thick around me that i feel like dropping into it to let… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“moments of perfect tiredness, of having conquered not only the work at hand, but the night who had blocked the way.” — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
People observe the colors of a day only at its beginnings and ends, but to me it's quite clear that a day… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“I thought for a moment about the dog. Miffy. I guess no matter how much Rube and I complained about him, we… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
Our footsteps run, and I don't want them to end. I want to run and laugh and feel like this forever. I… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“I listened to their last, gasping cries. Their vanishing words. I watched their love visions and freed them from their fear. I… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
How does it feel, anyway?" How does what feel?" When you take one of those books?" At that moment, she chose to… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
I could introduce myself properly, but it's not really necessary. You will know me well enough and soon enough, depending on a… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
The question is, what color will everything be at that moment when I come for you? What will the sky be saying? — 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
