There were not many people who could say that their education had been paid for with cigarettes.
Markus ZusakHals und Beinbruch, Saukerl.
Markus ZusakStichwörter: humour wishes luck
What would you do if you were me? Tell me. Please tell me!
But you're far from this. Your fingers turn the strangeness of these pages that somehow connect my life to yours. Your eyes are safe. The story is just another few hundred pages of your mind. For me, it's here. It's now. I have to go through with this, considering the cost at every turn. Nothing will be the same.
Crowds of questions stream through me like lines of people exiting a soccer ground or a concert. They push and shove and trip. Some make their way around. Some remain in their seats, waiting for their opportunity.
Markus ZusakI want to talk to him.
I want to ask him about that girl and if he loved her and still misses her.
Nothing, however, exits my mouth. How well do we really let ourselves know each other?
There's a long quietness until I finally break it open. It reminds me of someone breaking bread and handing it out. In my case, I hand out a question to my friend.
If you can't imagine it, think clumsy silence. Think bits and pieces of floating despair. And drowning in a train.
Markus ZusakStichwörter: death-and-dying
Things always seem to glide away.
They come to you, stay a moment, then leave again.
There are moments when you can only stand and stare, watching the world forget you as you remove yourself from it - when you overcome it and cease to exist as the person you were.
Markus ZusakYou can do anything when it's not real.
When it is real, nothing breaks your fall. Nothing gets between you and the ground.
Sometimes I just survive.
But sometimes I stand on the rooftop of my existence, arms stretched out, begging for more.
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