Quotes from Markus Zusak

I wanted to explain that I am constantly overestimating and underestimating the human race—that rarely do I ever simply estimate it. I wanted to ask her how the same thing could be so ugly and so glorious, and its words and stories so damning and brilliant.

The book. The words. Her hands were bleeding like they did when she first arrived here.

although Wuthering Heights is getting on my nerves a bit now. The trouble is, Heathcliff's a completely bitter arsehole and Catherine frustrates the hell out of me. My purest hatred, however, is reserved for Joseph, the miserable, complete bastard of a servant. On top of all his preaching and carrying on, it's hard to understand a word he says.

When she came to write her story, she would wonder exactly when the books and the words stated not just to mean something, but everything.

Por favor, a pesar de las amenazas anteriores, conserva la calma. Sólo soy una fanfarrona. No soy violenta. No soy perversa. Soy lo que tiene que ser.

Duden Dictionary Meaning #4. Wort - Word: A meaningful unit of language / a promise / a short remark, statement, or conversation. Related words: term, name, expession.

From a distance, people observed. Such a thing was easier from far away.

You are going to die. I am in all truthfulness attempting to be cheerful about this whole topic, though most people find themselves hindered in believing me, no matter my protestations.

She saw it all so clearly. Her starving mother, her missing father. Kommunisten. Her dead brother.

concerned. Forget the cold and the loneliness. He was a Jew and if there was one place he was destined to exist, it was a basement or any other such hidden venue of survival.

and shivered like the future.

No mezclo nada, sólo repito lo que tu dijiste. Lo que uno cuenta y lo que sucede de verdad no suele coincidir, Rudy, sobre todo contigo.

The question is, what color will everything be at that moment when I come for you? What will the sky be saying? Personally, I like a chocolate-colored sky. Dark, dark chocolate. People say it suits me. I do, however, try to enjoy every color I see—the whole spectrum. A billion or so flavors, none of them quite the same, and a sky to slowly suck on.

After all,' he said, 'you should know it yourself - a young man is still a , and a boy sometimes has the right to be stubborn.

A SMALL THEORY People observe the colors of a day only at its beginnings and ends, but to me it's quite clear that a day merges through a multitude of shades and intonations, with each passing moment. A single hour can consist of thousands of different colors. Waxy yellows, cloud-spat blues. Murky darknesses. In my line of work, I make it a point to notice them.

Years ago, when they'd raced on a muddy field, Rudy was a hastily assembled set of bones, with a jagged, rocky smile. In the trees this afternoon, he was a giver of bread and teddy bears. He was a triple Hitler Youth athletics champion. He was her best friend. And he was a month away from his death. Of course I told him about you, Liesel said. She was saying goodbye and she didnt't even know it.

Mama's eyes were like pale blue cutouts, pasted to her face.

Don't make me happy. Please, don't fill me up and let me think that something good can come of any of this.

In the shell-shocked kitchen, somewhere near the stove, there's an image of a lonely, overworked typewriter. It sits in a distant, near-empty room. Its keys are faded and a blank sheet waits patiently upright in the assumed position. It wavers slightly in the breeze from the window. Coffee break is nearly over. A pile of paper, the height of a human stands casually by the door. It could easily be smoking.

You're an idiot-but you're our kind of idiot. Come on.

In truth, I think he was afraid. Rudy Steiner was scared of the book thief's kiss. He must have longed for it so much. He must have loved her so incredibly hard. So hard that he would never ask for her lips again and would go to his grave without them.

A veces llego demasiado pronto, me adelanto. Y hay gente que se aferra a la vida más de lo esperado.

Sometimes you read a book so special that you want to carry it around with you for months after you've finished, just to stay near it.

E o riso dele? Er aalgo absolutamente dominador. Ninguém tinha a menor chance diante dele