200+ "Markus Zusak" Quotes And Sayings

Markus Zusak was born in Adelaide, South Australia. He is the author of several young adult novels including The Book Thief, I am the Messenger, and The Book Thief. His third novel, The Children's Bach, was published in October 2010. Markus Zusak lives in Melbourne, Australia with his wife and two children.

The only thing worse than a boy who hates you:...
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The only thing worse than a boy who hates you: a boy that loves you. Markus Zusak
He does something to me, that boy. Every time. It’s...
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He does something to me, that boy. Every time. It’s his only detriment. He steps on my heart. He makes me cry. Markus Zusak
A DEFINITION NOT FOUND IN THE DICTIONARY Not leaving: an...
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A DEFINITION NOT FOUND IN THE DICTIONARY Not leaving: an act of trust and love, often deciphered by children Markus Zusak
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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.. . Markus Zusak
If only she could be so oblivious again, to feel...
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If only she could be so oblivious again, to feel such love without knowing it, mistaking it for laughter. Markus Zusak
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She looks at the swings, and I can see she’s imagining what they’d look like if the kids weren’t there. The guilt of this holds her down momentarily. It appears to be there constantly. Never far away, despite her love for them. I realize that nothing belongs to her anymore and she belongs to everything. Markus Zusak
Sometimes people are beautiful. Not in looks. Not in what...
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Sometimes people are beautiful. Not in looks. Not in what they say. Just in what they are. Markus Zusak
Even death has a heart.
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Even death has a heart. Markus Zusak
Maybe everyone can live beyond what they're capable of.
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Maybe everyone can live beyond what they're capable of. Markus Zusak
I want words at my funeral. But I guess that...
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I want words at my funeral. But I guess that means you need life in your life. Markus Zusak
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Can a person steal happiness? Or is just another internal, infernal human trick? Markus Zusak
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Why can’t the world hear? I ask myself. Within a few moments I ask it many times. Because it doesn’t care, I finally answer, and I know I’m right. It’s like I’ve been chosen. But chosen for what? I ask. Markus Zusak
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There are so many moments to remember and sometimes I think that maybe we're not really people at all. Maybe moments are what we are.... Sometimes I just survive. But sometimes I stand on the rooftop of my existence, arms stretched out, begging for more. Markus Zusak
So much good, so much evil. Just add water.
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So much good, so much evil. Just add water. Markus Zusak
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Usually we walk around constantly believing ourselves. "I'm okay" we say. "I'm alright". But sometimes the truth arrives on you and you can't get it off. That's when you realize that sometimes it isn't even an answer--it's a question. Even now, I wonder how much of my life is convinced. Markus Zusak
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Very quickly, very suddenly, words fell through my mind. They landed on the floor of my thoughts, and in there, down there, I started to pick the words up. They were excerpts of truth gathered from inside me. Markus Zusak
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I'd seen glimpses of a different me. It was a different me because in those increments of time I thought I actually became a winner. The truth, however, is painful. It was a truth that told me with a scratching internal brutality that I was me, and that winning wan't natural for me. It had to be fought for, in the echoes and trodden footprints of my mind. In a way, I had to scavenge for moments of alrightness. Markus Zusak
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I stood there and stared, into the sky and at the city around me. I stood, hands at my side, and I saw what had happened to me and who I was and the way things would always be for me. Truth. There was no more wishing, or wondering. I knew who I was, and what I would always do. I believed it, as my teeth touched and my eyes were overrun. Markus Zusak
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***A KEY WORD*** Imagined Markus Zusak
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As we walk back, it feels like the city is engulfing us. Adrenalin still pours through our veins. Sparks flow through to our fingers. We've still been running in the mornings, but the city's different then. It's filled with hope and with bristles of winter sunshine. In the evening, it's like it dies, waiting to be born again the next morning. Markus Zusak