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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| da0889a | Tenia lo que llamaba un pequeno surtido de herramientas: Un libro pintado. Un punado de lapices. Una cabeza llena de ideas. Como si fueran piezas de un puzzle, empezo a encajarlas. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 5b25f98 | Her fingertips are made of love. When she speaks, her voice is made of love. | Markus Zusak | ||
| b1e23af | The book thief had struck for the first time - the beginning of an illustrious career. | Markus Zusak | ||
| cd4cfbb | A few of them performed the beautiful childhood art of snickering. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 7faa462 | Y ese beso, Saumensch? | Markus Zusak | ||
| 208c3e9 | Once, words had rendered Liesel useless, but now, when she sat on the floor, with the mayor's wife at her husband's desk, she felt an innate sense of power. It happened every time she deciphered a new word or pieced together a sentence. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 46f31be | Mozda svatko moze zivjeti izvan granica onoga za sto se smatra sposobnim. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 50248a4 | the table. "That Saukerl, that filthy pig--you call him Papa, verstehst? Understand?" | Markus Zusak | ||
| be78f9b | They were eating in the kitchen. Looking at the spoonfuls of pea soup entering Mama's mouth, she decided to shift her focus to Papa. "There's something" | Markus Zusak | ||
| 7b48a1f | Just don't ask me to be nice. Nice has nothing to do with me. | Markus Zusak | ||
| e0efc57 | It's such a beautiful day," he said, and his voice was in many pieces. A great day to die. A great day to die, like this. Liesel walked at him. She was courageous enought to reach out and hold his bearded face. "Is it really you, Max?" Such a brilliant German day and its attentive crowd. He let his mouth kiss her palm. "Yes, Liesel, it's me," and he held the girl's hand in his face and cried onto her fingers. He cried as the soldiers came a.. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 5e18ff8 | The crowd was itself. There was no swaying it, squeezing through or reasoning with it. You breathed with it and you sang its songs. You waited for its fire. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 49163bd | Sometimes you go to the wrong place, but the right way comes and finds you. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 7be0650 | Trust me, though, the words were on their way, and when they arrived, Liesel would hold them in her hands like the clouds, and she would wring them out like the rain. | Markus Zusak | ||
| c017686 | Las intrigas que nos empujan hasta el final son las que me inquietan, me desconciertan, me pican la curiosidad y me asombran. Quedan muchas cosas en las que pensar. Queda mucha historia. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 21bd481 | Two Giant Words: I'm Sorry | Markus Zusak | ||
| 6141856 | Eleven-year-old paranoia was powerful. Eleven-year-old relief was euphoric. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 766074c | I witness the ones who are left behind, crumbling among the jigsaw puzzle of realization, despair, and surprise. They have punctured hearts. They have beaten lungs. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 46d25d3 | 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. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 781ccb0 | She waited for the suffocation of sleep. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 675ae0e | there would be punishment and pain, and there would be happiness, too. That was writing. | Markus Zusak | ||
| d569fc6 | I wanted to ask her how the same thing could be so ugly and so glorious, and its words and stories so damning and brilliant. None of those things, however, came out of my mouth. All I was able to do was turn to Liesel Meminger and tell her the only truth I truly know. I said it to the book thief and I say it now to you. A LAST NOTE FROM YOUR NARRATOR I am haunted by humans. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 111c9f4 | The yawn of a girl can be so beautiful it makes you cringe. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 829b49e | The only thing worse than a boy who hates you. A boy who loves you. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 674e4a7 | Usually it was like spillage- cold and heavy, slippery and gray- but once in a while some stars had the nerve to rise and float, if only for a few minutes. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 3a7d084 | Moze li netko ukrasti srecu? Ili je i to jos jedan unutarnji, pakleni ljudski trik? | markus-zusak the-book-thief | Markus Zusak | |
| f1c76c1 | For most of the journey, he made his way through the book,trying never to look up. The words lolled in his mouth as he read them. Strangely, as he turned the pages and progressed through the chapters, it was only two words he ever tasted. "Mein Kampf." My struggle- The title, over and over again, as the train prattled on, from one German town to the next. "Mein Kampf." Of all the things to save him." | Markus Zusak | ||
| b5ff7ef | In that one stolen second, I considered the Glebe girl. She entered my mind like a burglar, them vanished again, taking nothing. It was like the humiliation of the past had been dragged instantly from my back and left somewhere on the ground. | entered-my-mind humiliation taking-nothing thought vanished | Markus Zusak | |
| dffa1c9 | Me doy cuenta de que nada le pertenece ya y que ella pertenece a todo. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 18685d9 | For now, the idea was enough. It was indestructible. Transforming it into reality, well, that was something else altogether. For now, though, let's let him enjoy it. We'll give him seven months. Then we come for him. And oh, how we come. | Markus Zusak | ||
| c5d8cd3 | She was home, among the mayor's books of every color and description, with their silver and gold lettering. She could smell the pages. She could almost taste the words as they stacked up around her. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 0f4a763 | Earlier, I'd held her papa in one arm and her mama in the other. Each soul was so soft. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 9e3029b | Vivimos aqui desde hace casi un ano y nadie, absolutamente nadie, ha movido jamas un dedo para ayudarnos o hacer que nos sintamos bienvenidos. No es una queja, no me malinterpretes. No esperamos nada. La gente ya tiene suficientes problemas en su vida... | Markus Zusak | ||
| 5c16f69 |
Ha dejado que la ame durante tres minutos. <>, me pregunto pese a conocer la respuesta. < |
Markus Zusak | ||
| ca20a5b | Toi beshe ludiiat, koito se beshe boiadisal v cherno, nanasiaiki porazhenie na sveta. | Markus Zusak | ||
| d6d5dde | Pricala si mu o meni?" Isprva Liesel nije mogla govoriti. Mozda zbog iznenadne rogobatnosti ljubavi koju je osjetila prema njemu. Ili ga je oduvijek voljela? Vjerojatno. Iako nije bila u stanju govoriti, zeljela je da je poljubi. Zeljela je da povuce njezinu ruku i privuce je k sebi. Nije vazno gdje. U usta, u vrat, u obraz. Koza joj je bila prazna, u iscekivanju." -- | Markus Zusak | ||
| fd735d9 | Moze li netko ukrasti srecu? Ili je i to jos jedan unutarnji, paklenski ljudski trik? | Markus Zusak | ||
| 1e43b33 | Jego dluga postac w lozku i srebro oczu, przeswiecajace spod powiek. Jego dusza usiadla, potem wyszla mi naprzeciw. Takie dusze zawsze to czynia - to te najlepsze. Podnosza sie i mowia: ,,Znam cie, jestem gotowa. Nie, zebym sie prosila, oczywiscie, ale pojde z toba dobrowolnie". Te dusze sa bardzo lekkie, bo ida bez bagazu, rozdaly juz siebie. Ta czesciowo odplynela z oddechem akordeonu, ze wspomnieniem babelkow wypitego latem szampana, z d.. | Markus Zusak | ||
| e1a63a7 | Det enda jag hor efter det ar min egna andhamtning och ljudet av lukten, av mina egna steg | Markus Zusak | ||
| 75189bf | Feuer soll'n's brunzen fur einen Monat!' she heard her call out. Translation: 'They should all piss fire for a month! | Markus Zusak | ||
| ae726d9 | So many colors. They keep triggering inside me. They harstinker my memory. I see them tall in their heaps, all mounted on top of each other. There is air like plastic, a horizon like setting glue. There are skies manufactured by people, punctured and leaking, and there are soft, coal-colored clouds, beating like black hearts. And then. There is death. Making his way through all of it. On the surface: unflappable, unwavering. Below: unnerved.. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 60a2f1a | Through the overcast sky, I looked up and saw the tin-can planes. I watched their stomachs open and drop the bombs casually out. They were off target, of course. They were often off target. | Markus Zusak | ||
| ec050f9 | Und es sollte mir einmal mehr beweisen, dass eine Gelegenheit geradewegs zu einer anderen fuhrt, genauso wie ein Risiko ein weiteres nach sich zieht, ein Leben ein anderes und ein Tod den nachsten. | Markus Zusak | ||
| d4f0772 |
Por que no puede oirlo el resto del mundo? --me pregunto. En pocos segundos me lo pregunto muchas veces--. Porque no le importa --me respondo al fin, y se que estoy en lo cierto. Tengo la sensacion de haber sido elegido--. Pero ?elegido para que? --me pregunto.>> La respuesta es simple: < |
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