Quotes from Markus Zusak

It was one of the joys of childhood.

group of Steiners and Liesel walked past some shop windows and the imposing town hall, which in later years would be chopped off at the knees and buried.

Every night, Liesel made her way down to the basement. She kept the book with her at all times. For hours, she wrote, attempting each night to complete ten pages of her life. There was so much to consider, so many things in danger of being left out. Just be patient, she told herself, and with the mounting pages, the strength of her writing fist grew.

Raskolnikov once said: "When reason fails, the devil helps!

You ate it up and you didn't ask for more, and you didn't complain.

When Death has a story to tell; you listen.

A SMALL PIECE OF TRUTH I do not carry a sickle or scythe. I only wear a hooded black robe when it's cold. And I don't have those skull-like facial features you seem to enjoy pinning on me from a distance. You want to know what I truly look like? I'll help you out. Find yourself a mirror while I continue. I

The sun stirs the earth. Round and round, it stirs us, like stew.

Snow had been falling consistently, and the service to Munich was forced to stop due to faulty track work. There was a woman wailing. A girl stood numbly next to her. In panic, the mother opened the door. She climbed down into the snow, holding the small body. What could the girl do but follow?

Une définition absente du dictionnaire. Ne pas s'en aller: un acte d'amour et de confiance, que les enfants savent souvent traduire.

To me, 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. You get the job done. The boss, however, does not thank you. He asks for more. Often

Please, trust me. I most definitely can be cheerful. I can be amiable. Agreeable. Affable. And that's only the A's. Just don't ask me to be nice. Nice has nothing to do with me.

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

No one else could carry close to forty-five thousand people in such a short amount of time. Not in a million human years.

Trust was accumulated quickly, due primarily to the brute strength of the man's gentleness, his thereness.

THE LAST HUMAN STRANGER, PAGE 38 There were people everywhere on the city street, but the stranger could not have been more alone if it had been empty.

I'm sure you've met people like this, he had the ability to appear in the background, even if he was standing at the front of a queue.

Footsteps crease the grass behind us.

You're my best friend, Ed." "I know." You can kill a man with those words. No gun. No bullets. Just words and a girl.

Quando dici una bugia, dopo devi essere coerente. Lo sanno tutti.

El libro se abrió... Una ráfaga de viento amplificada por la quietud de la noche.

I still remember staying up all night to get it done, and I realize that's always the best time to finish a book. The sun is yet to come up. It seems the whole world is asleep, and there you are, on your own, with the pages set before you.

I have hated the words andI have loved them,and I hope I have made them right.

Rudy was interested, and confused. The moon was undone now, free to move and rise and fall and drip on the boy's face, making him nice and murky, like his thoughts.