...and the night is so deep and dark that I wonder if the sun will ever come up. — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
When she came to write her story, she would wonder when the books and the words started to mean not just something,… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
The consequence of this is that I'm always finding humans at their best and worst. I see their ugly and their beauty,… — 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
A happening was looming. It was out there somewhere beyond the regular enclosed life that I had been living. It was out… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
Usually we walk around constantly believing ourselves. "I'm okay" we say. "I'm alright". But sometimes the truth arrives on you and you… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
I stood there and stared, into the sky and at the city around me. I stood, hands at my side, and I… — 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
She said it out loud, the words distributed into a room that was full of cold air and books. Books everywhere! Each… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“I've wandered through the real world, and written myself through the darkness of the streets inside me. I see people walking through… — 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
