Things always seem to glide away. They come to you, stay a moment, then leave again. — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
No matter how many times she was told that she was loved, there was no recognition that the proof was in the… — 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
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
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
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
“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 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
For a moment, I panic. It's that feeling of falling when you know without question, that you've lost control of your car,… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“Lua and Marie are holding hands. They look like they’re so happy, just inside this moment, watching the kids and the lights… — 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
“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
“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 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
I like to work in the morning, usually from 7-12, and still always hope to do more later. At the end of… — 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
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
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
“It's no time to be half watching, turning around, or checking the stove - because when the book thief stole her second… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“When the job’s done, he smacks me on the shoulder and we run off like handsome thieves. We both laugh and run,… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“I'll never forget the first day in Auschwitz, the first time in Mauthausen. At that second place, as time wore on, I… — 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
“***A LATE-NIGHT EXCERPT*** I realized much later that I actually visited 33 Himmel Street in that period of time. It must have… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“It’s much easier, she realized, to be on the verge of something than to actually be it. This would still take time.” — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“It's much easier . . . to be on the verge of something than to actually be it. This would still take time.” — 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
“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
“People observe the colours of a day only at its beginnings and ends, but to me it's quite clear that day merges… — 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
You see, to me, for just a moment, despite all of the colors that touch and grapple with what I see in… — 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
“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
“When the elderly Jew climbed to his feet for the last time and continued on, he looked briefly back. He took a… — 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
Liesel observed the strangeness of her foster father's eyes. They were made of kindness, and silver. — Markus Zusak Copy Share
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
“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
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
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
“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
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
“«¿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
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
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
“Može li netko ukrasti sreću? Ili je i to još jedan unutarnji, paklenski ljudski trik?” — Markus Zusak Copy Share
I look at my first books and am glad they weren't published… You start writing by imitating your heroes, then you keep the heart… — Markus Zusak Copy Share
