Liesel crossed the bridge over the Amper River. The water was glorious and emerald and rich. She could see the stones at the bottom and hear the familiar song of water. The world did not deserve such a river.
Markus ZusakWhen Liesel left that day, she said something with great uneasiness. In translation, two giant words were struggled with, carried on her shoulder, and dropped as a bungling pair at Ilsa Hermann's feet. They fell off sideways as the girl veered with them and could no longer sustain their weight. Together, they sat on the floor, large and loud and clumsy. Two giant words...I'm sorry.
Markus ZusakWhat I like best is walking with my hands in my pockets, having the Doorman next to me, and imagining that Audrey's on my other side.
I always picture us from behind.
Mots clés love
The point is, it didn’t really matter what the book was about. It was what it meant that was important.
Markus ZusakMots clés books
Big things are often just little things that people notice.
Markus ZusakFeuer soll'n's brunzen fur einen Monat!' she heard her call out. Translation: 'They should all piss fire for a month!
Markus Zusak... And the boy whose hair remained the color of lemons forever.
Markus ZusakMots clés death memory color hair boy forever lemon
I know who you are and I am ready. Not that I want to go, of course, but I will come." Those souls are always light because more of them have been put out.
Markus ZusakMots clés death
Stealing it, in a sick kind of sense, was like earning it.
Markus ZusakMots clés poor
Rosa Hubermann was sitting on the edge of the bed with her husband's accordion tied to her chest. Her fingers hovered above the keys. She did not move. She didn't ever appear to be breathing.
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