Markus Zusak Quotes

Together, they would watch everything that was so carefully planned collapse, and they would smile at the beauty of destruction.

The song was born on her breathe and died at her lips.

If only she could be so oblivious again, to feel such love without knowing it, mistaking it for laughter and bread with only the scent of jam spread on top of it. It was the best time of her life.

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

***HERE IS A SMALL FACT***
You are going to die.

Sometimes people are beautiful.
Not in looks.
Not in what they say.
Just in what they are.

She leaned down and looked at his lifeless face and Leisel kissed her best friend, Rudy Steiner, soft and true on his lips. He tasted dusty and sweet. He 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, she touched his mouth with her fingers...She did not say goodbye. She was incapable, and after a few more minutes at his side, she was able to tear herself from the ground. It amazes me what humans can do, even when streams are flowing down their faces and they stagger on...

He does something to me, that boy. Every time. It’s his only detriment. He steps on my heart. He makes me cry.

She was saying goodbye and she didn't even know it.

The best word shakers were the ones who understood the true power of words. They were the ones who could climb the highest. One such word shaker was a small, skinny girl. She was renowned as the best word shaker of her region because she knew how powerless a person could be WITHOUT words.

It's funny, don't you think, how time seems to do a lot of things? It flies, it tells, and worst of all, it runs out.

She wanted none of those days to end, and it was always with disappointment that she watched the darkness stride forward.

...one opportunity leads directly to another, just as risk leads to more risk, life to more life, and death to more death.

A snowball in the face is surely the perfect beginning to a lasting friendship.

I think she ate a salad and some soup.
And loneliness.
She ate that, too.