A SMALL PIECE OF TRUTHI 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. Markus Zusak
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The quote "A small piece of truth" can be used to express either genuine surprise or sarcasm. The use of the word 'small' in this quote is meant to emphasize that the truth offered up in response is not big or grandiose, but rather, merely "a small piece of truth."

Source: The Book Thief

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