Quotes by Markus Zusak

“I don't have much interest in building mystery. Mystery bores me. It chores me. I know what happens and so do you. It's the machinations that wheel us there that aggravate, perplex, interest, and a...”

“Best friends one, and now we have almost nothing to say to each other. It was interesting, how he had joined those guys and I just stayed on my own. I didn't like it or dislike it. It was just funn...”

“She took a step and didn't want to take any more, but she did.”

“All four of us were young and undaunted and our smiles were so strong that it made me smile even then on the couch, with a kind of loss.”

“...to swear with a ferocity that can only be described as a talent.”

“A GUIDED TOUR OF SUFFERING: To your left, perhaps your right, perhaps even straight ahead, you find a small black room. In it sits a Jew. He is scum. He is starving. He is afraid. Please - try not ...”

“Thats when I have to ask him. Can you really talk like that? Being holy and all?What? Because Im a priest? He finishes the dregs of his coffee. Sure. God knows whats important.”

“Often I wish this would all be over, Liesel, but then somehow you do something like walk down the basement steps with a snowman in your hands.”

“It amazes me what humans can do, even when streams are flowing down their faces and they stagger on, coughing and searching, and finding.”

“He was skinny with soft hair, and his thick, murky eyes watched as the stranger played one more song in the heavy room. From face to face, he looked on as the man played and the woman wept. The dif...”

“He was the second snowman to be melting away before her eyes, only this one was different. It was a paradox. The colder he became, the more he melted.”

“He was the crazy one who had painted himself black and defeated the world.She was the book thief without the words.Trust me, though, the words were on their way, and when they arrived, Liesel would...”

“As always, one of her books was next to her.”

“My arms are killing me. I didn't know words could be so heavy.”

“She said it out loud, the words distributed into a room that was full of cold air and books. Books everywhere! Each wall was armed with overcrowded yet immaculate shelving. It was barely possible t...”

“The point is, it didnt really matter what the book was about. It was what it meant that was important.”

“How does it feel, anyway?"How does what feel?"When you take one of those books?"At that moment, she chose to keep still. If he wants an answer, he'd have to come back, and he did. "Well?" he asked,...”

“The book thief has struck for the first time the beginning of an illustrious career.”

“If I ever leave this place-I'll make sure I'm better HERE first.”

“I guess thats the beauty of books. When they finish they dont really finish.”