Quote by Markus Zusak Download Open image ““The notes were born on her breath, and they died at her lips.”” — Markus Zusak ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.5 out of 5 (5 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“She sang a song, but it was so quiet that Liesel could not make it out. The notes were born on her breath, and… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“For her too, she had words on her lips, which died unborn, lay in her mind and turned to poison.” — Cora Sandel Copy Share Image
“Her breath caught in her throat, for she heard the clatter of death waiting to fall.” — Kate Danley Copy Share Image
“But her tears wouldn't come. And right now, more than anything, she wanted to bellow her rage like an irate newborn forced to leave… — Kate Breslin Copy Share Image
“His lips crashed against hers. If there had been air in her lungs, she wouldn't have known what to do with it. He kissed… — Ophelia London Copy Share Image
“When he pressed his lips to hers, she was not surprised. It happened the way the sun rose, the way a flower blossomed, the… — Lauren Kate Copy Share Image
“As she sang, she saw the notes float out of her mouth like little butterflies, carrying some of her sadness away, and she knew,… — Yaa Gyasi Copy Share Image
“She was enchanting. He loved the notes she wrote in her pretty handwriting, the way she smelled, like oranges and dough, the savage blackness… — Sarah Addison Allen Copy Share Image
“Outside, as she passed the kitchen window, she watched her breath appear before her in the lamplight and then it died away in moist… — Paulette Jiles Copy Share Image
“There were creases at the corners of her mouth, the marks of too many words bitten back.” — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“Leaning forward he placed his lips over hers. She told herself he was breathing life into her, but the truth was he'd always been… — Amber Garza Copy Share Image
“How she poisoned her sisters so slyly and quietly that it took them days to die. How when it was over they looked so… — Kendare Blake 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 violence in all of us, and beauty, and strength, and weakness. What's my job? To only write about the good and the beauty, or is it to write about all of it? That's my greater responsibility,… — 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 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 to sit in a room on my own and the set costs nothing and the actors cost nothing and I'm the director and it's so simple. You just need a pen and paper to make a… — Markus Zusak Copy Share
