Quotes from Markus Zusak

By the way—I like this human idea of the grim reaper. I like the scythe. It amuses me.)

His church is the old one at the edge of town, and I now realize why he's chosen to live here. The church is too far away for him to really help anyone, so this is the best place for him. It's everywhere, on all sides and angles. This is where the father needs to be. Not in some church, gathering dust.

A small piece of truth, I do not carry a sickle or a scythe. I only wear a black hooded robe when it's cold. And I do not have those skull-like facial features that you seem to enjoy pinning on me from a distance. Want to know what I truly look like? I'll help you out. Find yourself a mirror while I continue.

It's about glowing lights and small things that are big.

i'm haunted by humans

I listened to their last, gasping cries. Their vanishing words. I watched their love visions and freed them from their fear. I took them all away, and if ever there was a time I needed distraction, this was it.

The human child—so much cannier at times than the stupefyingly ponderous adult.)

When death captures me," the boy vowed, "he will feel my fist on his face." Personally

the Jews were marching through Molching. They were going to Dachau, to concentrate.

She was suddenly aware of how empty her feet felt inside her shoes.

Belki kelimesi beni rahats?z etmeye baÅŸlam??t? çünkü sabit olan tek ÅŸey 'belkiler'in sonsuza dek benimle kalabilecek olmas?yd?.

war is like the new boss who expects the impossible. He stands over your shoulder repeating one thing, incessantly: "Get it done, get it done." So you work harder.

Kiedy zdecydowa?a si? opisa? swoj? histori?, rozwa?a?a dok?adnie, od kiedy ksi??ki i s?owa zacz??y znaczy? nie tylko to, co znaczy?y, lecz wszystko.

Keep playing Papa. Papa stopped. He dropped the accordion and his silver eyes continued to rust.

Gli affari non vanno bene, ultimamente?» «Vuoi la verità?» Il vetro dei suoi occhi si frantuma e mi punge. «È una vera merda.» A questo punto, non posso più trattenermi. «Può davvero esprimersi così? Anche se è consacrato e robe simili?» «Come? Perché sono un prete, intendi?» Beve anche il fondo del caffè. «Certo che sì. Dio sa riconoscere le cose importanti.»

Before they proceeded to their respective homes, Rudy's voice reached over and handed Liesel the truth. For a while, it sat on her shoulder, but a few thoughts later, it made its way to her ear.

She leaned down and looked at his lifeless face and Liesel kissed her best friend, Rudy Steiner, soft and true on his lips. He tasted dusty and sweet. H tasted like regret in the shadows of trees and in the glow of the anarchist's suit collection. She kissed him long and soft, and when she pulled herself away, her lips were fleshy, and she leaned in once more, this time losing control and misjudging it. Their teeth collided on the demolished world of Himmel Street.

Üzerinde bu kadar düÅŸünmen gerekirse, yapmaya deÄŸmez zaten.

He invited his people toward his own glorious heart, beckoning them with his finest, ugliest words, handpicked from his forests. And the people came. They were all placed on a conveyor belt and run through a rampant machine that gave them a lifetime in ten minutes. Words were fed into them. Time disappeared and they now Knew everything they needed to know. They were hypnotized.

Orada duruyor, birinin bir ?eyler yapmas?n? bekliyordum ama sonunda bekledi?im ki?inin kendim oldu?unu anlam??t?m.

To live. Living was living. The price was guilt, and shame.

A choir of heavy-set Helgas pointed him out, and Thomas Mamer came storming towards the dirty fruit.

EGY DEFINÍCIÓ, AMIT NEM TALÁLTOK MEG A SZÓTÁRBAN: Nem elmenni: A bizalom és szeretett aktusa, amit a gyerekek szinte mindig megértenek.

His eyes were the color of agony...