Quotes from Markus Zusak

I say His name in a futile attempt to understand. But it's not your job to understand. That's me who answers. God never says anything. Tou think you're the only one he never answers?

Hänen ensimmäinen hyökkäyssuunnitelmansa oli sellainen, että hän istutti kotimaahansa sanoja mahdollisimman monille alueille. Hän istutti yötä päivää ja hoiti niitä. Han katseli niiden kasvua, kunnes lopulta kaikkialle oli kohonnut suuria sanametsiä...Saksa oli viljeltyjen ajatusten maa.

That was when the world wasn't so big and I could see everywhere.

I'm compelled to continue on, because although it's not true for every person on Earth, it's true for the vast majority that death waits for no man and if he does, he doesn't usually wait very long.

Definicija koja se ne može na?i u re?niku: neostavljanje - ?in poverenja i ljubavi koji deca ?esto raspoznaju.

Saukerl, rise lei, e, mentre alzava una mano, fu assolutamente certa che anche lui, nel medesimo istante, la chiamasse Saumensch. Credo che sia la cosa più prossima all'amore cui sappiano giungere degli undicenni.

There was the chaos of goodbye.

On Friday a statement arrived to say that Hans Hubermann was to be drafted into the German army. A member of the Party would be happy to play a role in the war effort, it concluded. If he wasn't, there would certainly be consequences

The injury of words. Yes, the brutality of words. She

You know, it actually makes me wonder if anyone ever lost an eye or injured a hand or wrist with all of that. You'd only need to be facing the wrong way at the wrong time or stand marginally too close to another person. Perhaps people did get injured. Personally, I can only tell you that no one died from it, or at least, not physically. There was, of course, the matter of forty million people I picked up by the time the whole thing was finished, but that's getting all metaphoric.

He's the type who is unafraid to make a decision. In this case, Rudy had already made up his mind about Liesel Meminger.

The brown-shirted extremist members of the NSDAP (otherwise known as the Nazi Party) had marched down Munich Street, their banners worn proudly, their faces held high, as if on sticks. Their voices were full of song, culminating in a roaring rendition of Deutschland über Alles. Germany over Everything

He'd wanted to show his past tormentor what he was capable of, but he also wanted to prove himself to everyone. Now everyone was in the kitchen.

Liesel was exercising the blatant right of every person who's ever belonged to a family. It's all very well for such a person to whine and moan and criticize other family members, but they won't let anyone else do it. That's when you get your back up and show loyalty.

I also fear that nothing really ends at the end. Things just keep going as long as memory can wield its axe, always finding a soft part in your mind to cut through and enter.

Not-leaving: An act of trust and love, often deciphered by children.

capability. Rudy was surprisingly good.

He was the crazy one who had painted himself black and defeated the world. She was the book thief without the words.

Jesse Owens?" Mr. Steiner was the type of man who was very wooden. His voice was angular and true. His body was tall and heavy, like oak. His hair was like splinters. "What about him?

It's pathetic how a man can stand by and do nothing as a whole nation cleans out the garbage and makes itself great -Hans Junior

Era un lunedì e camminavano verso il sole su una corda tesa.

Sergeant Stephan Schneider

This time, Mr. Steiner placed his hand on Rudy's head and explained, "I know, son —but you've got beautiful blond hair and big, safe blue eyes. You should be happy with that; is that clear?" But nothing was clear. Rudy understood nothing, and that night was the prelude of things to come. Two and a half years later, the Kaufmann Shoe Shop was reduced to broken glass, and all the shoes were flung aboard a truck in their boxes.

Mistakes, mistakes, it's all I seem capable of at times.