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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 80f7cbf | How well do we really let ourselves know each other? | Markus Zusak | ||
| ad3e5cd | I laugh and the stars watch. | Markus Zusak | ||
| a79431d | He must have longed for it so much. He must have loved her so incredibly hard. So hard that he would never ask for her lips again, and would go to his grave without them. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 3f05928 | Rosa was sitting with the accordion, praying. 'Make them come back alive,' she repeated. 'Please, Lord, please. All of them.' Even the wrinkles around her eyes were joining hands. | Markus Zusak | ||
| f46c1ec | A thirteen year olds heart shouldn't feel like this. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 067453e | A thirteen-year-old heart shouldn't feel like this. | Markus Zusak | ||
| ab2a134 | A DEFINITION NOT FOUND IN THE DICTIONARY Not leaving: an act of trust and love, often deciphered by children | Markus Zusak | ||
| d26d924 | Believe it or not - it takes a lot of love to hate you. | Markus Zusak | ||
| e6955e1 | It was pointless. 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. | crowd-mentality | Markus Zusak | |
| bf550f7 | I traveled the globe as always, handing souls to the conveyor belt of eternity. I watched | Markus Zusak | ||
| 2a2b824 | Slightly further afield, you will find Baroque palaces such as Nymphenberg and Schlossheim, with wonderful parks and art galleries. On a slightly darker note, Dachau Concentration Camp is around 10 miles from town. Trains go there from Munich's main train station every ten minutes and the journey takes less than 15 minutes. Transport in Munich is well organised with a network of trains - S-Bahn is the suburban rail; U-Bahn is underground an.. | Dee Maldon | ||
| 59af60a | I travelled the globe as always, handing souls to the conveyor belt of eternity. | Markus Zusak | ||
| f211ded | We can't leave him here, the smell will kill us . . . and we can't carry him out the door and drag him up the street, either. We can't just say, 'You'll never guess what we found in our basement this morning . . . | Markus Zusak | ||
| 6a02f2c | DEFINITION NOT FOUND IN THE DICTIONARY Not leaving: an act of trust and love, often deciphered by children | safety security trust | Markus Zusak | |
| 5cc5a80 | Si lance was not quiet and calm, and it was not peace. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 133e37a | I wanted to explain that I am constantly overestimating and underestimating the human race--that rarely do I ever simply estimate it. 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. | human-race story | Markus Zusak | |
| 15817b8 | and on most occasions she was sorry to wake up. Everything disappeared when she was asleep. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 4ecab38 | Local loser. Cornerstone of mediocrity. Sexual midget. Pathetic cardplayer. And now weird-shit magnet on top of it. | Markus Zusak | ||
| fb04c17 | Even the enemies were an inch away from friendship. | Markus Zusak | ||
| ddbf49d | Simplemente volvieron juntos a casa, con los pies doloridos y el corazon cansado. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 493d48b | For a moment, it appeared that her foster mother would comfort her or pat her on the shoulder. Good girl, Liesel. Good girl. Pat, pat, pat. She did no such thing. Instead, Rosa Hubermann stood up, selected a wooden spoon, and held it under Liesel's nose. It was a necessity as far as she was concerned. | Markus Zusak | ||
| df0fb2c | There was an intense spurt of coughing. Almost an inspired spurt. And soon after - nothing. | Markus Zusak | ||
| d4616ee | No," I tell him, "I won't. I won't be okay just for the sake of it. Not anymore." | Markus Zusak | ||
| eb42b79 | even death has a heart | Markus Zusak | ||
| 4518592 | You will be caked in your own body. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 01242dc | When a woman with an iron fist tells you to get out there and clean spit off the door, you do it. Especially when the iron's hot. | iron-fist | Markus Zusak | |
| f4ff69e | and it feels good to be good for something in the aftermath of the snows of Stalingrad | Markus Zusak | ||
| ab78082 | saumensching: | Markus Zusak | ||
| 13c45f5 | The consequence of this is that I'm always finding humans at their best and worst. I see their ugly and their beauty, and I wonder how the same thing can be both. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 5d4fc24 | All afternoon, I read. I fall asleep once as well, no disrespect to the writers. | Markus Zusak | ||
| abcb76d | At first, I'd wanted to write Merry Christmas on the box somewhere, but I decide against it. This isn't about words. It's about glowing lights and small things that are big. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 6780ecc | That's the sort of thing i'll never know, or comprehend- what humans are capable of | Markus Zusak | ||
| e8b2b03 | Soy un imbecil. No, papa. Solo eres un hombre. | Markus Zusak | ||
| aa5e70d | When she came to write her story, she would wonder exactly when the books and the words started to mean not just something, but everything | Markus Zusak | ||
| 6f4ac4d | habia dicho la chica. [...] No, penso Liesel mientras andaba, para corazon cansado, el mio. Un corazon de trece anos no deberia sentirse asi. | Markus Zusak | ||
| a5ac036 | Que he hecho?, no dejaba de musitar. [...] Le hubiera gustado consolarlo, pero nunca habia visto a un hombre tan deshecho. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 8fa61d7 | Como puede quedarse alli sentada dispuesta a morir mientras yo quiero seguir viviendo? [...] ?Por que quiero vivir? No deberia y, sin embargo, quiero vivir. | Markus Zusak | ||
| a9c7345 | Habia un tren y un nino tosiendo. Habia nieve y una nina destrozada por el dolor. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 7685684 | siempre encuentro humanos en su mejor y en su peor momento. Veo su fealdad y su belleza y me pregunto como ambas pueden ser lo mismo. Sin embargo, tienen algo que les envidio: al menos los humanos tienen el buen juicio de morir. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 94df35c | She was compelled to see the thing lit. She couldn't help it. I guess humans like to watch a little destruction. Sand castles, houses of cards, that's where they begin. Their great skill is their capacity to escalate | Markus Zusak | ||
| 0c8ad72 | He'd have been glad to witness her kissing his dusty, bomb-hit lips. Yes, i know it. In the darkness of my dark-beating heart, i know. He'd have loved it, all right. You see? Even death has a heart | Markus Zusak | ||
| cbf334f | Le hablas de mi? Liesel no pudo responder enseguida. Tal vez fue la subita sacudida amorosa que sintio por el. ?O habia sido asi siempre? Era probable. Privada del habla, deseo que la besara, que la agarrara de la mano y la atrajera hacia el. No importaba donde. En la boca, en el cuello, en la mejilla. Tenia toda la piel libre para el, a la espera. | Markus Zusak | ||
| bb684b2 | Me maravilla lo que los humanos son capaces de hacer aunque esten llorado a lagrima viva, que sigan adelante, tambaleantes, tosiendo, rebuscando, hallando. | Markus Zusak | ||
| bcf8b86 | Dormia mucho, sin suenos, y casi siempre se arrepentia de despertarse. Dormida, todo desaparecia. | Markus Zusak |