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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| d568af4 | Don't punish yourself," she heard her say again, but there would be punishment and pain, and there would be happiness, too. That was writing." | Markus Zusak | ||
| d9de1bc | kissing one of the new blokes who works there. He's | Markus Zusak | ||
| 6a91d36 | No, I'm not a saint, Sophie. I'm just another stupid human." We smile a last smile, and I walk away. I feel her watching me, but I don't look back." | Markus Zusak | ||
| a7a19b0 | Clearly,' said Arthur, 'you're an idiot - but you're our kind of idiot. Come on. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 97a0f55 | The only sign of war was a cloud of dust migrating from east to west. It looked through the windows, trying to find a way inside, and as it simultaneously thickened and spread, it turned the trail of humans into apparitions. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 58622ad | KhUZhE MAL'ChIShKI, KOTORYI TEBIa NENAVIDIT, TOL'KO ODNO * * * -- mal'chishka, kotoryi tebia liubit. | Markus Zusak | ||
| dad64b5 | Snachala kraski. Potom liudi. Tak ia obychno vizhu mir. Ili, po krainei mere, pytaius'. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 035824f | VOT MALEN'KII FAKT * * * Kogda-nibud' vy umrete. [...] Vopros v tom, kakimi kraskami budet vse raskrasheno v tu minutu, kogda ia pridu za vami. O chem budet govorit' nebo? | Markus Zusak | ||
| fbfa6d8 | When he stopped pacing, his shadow loomed behind him, watching. Someone was always watching. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 79fc3c1 | Znaete, v kakoi-to mig, nesmotria na kraski, chto lozhatsia i tsepliaiutsia na vse, chto ia vizhu v mire, ia chasto lovliu zatmenie, kogda umiraet chelovek. Ia videl milliony zatmenii. Ia videl ikh stol'ko, chto luchshe uzh i ne pomnit'. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 0eefdcd | OPREDELENIE, NE NAIDENNOE V SLOVARE * * * Ne-pokidanie -- proiavlenie doveriia i liubvi, chasto raspoznavaemoe det'mi. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 6784823 | I'm still standing here. Okay, it's a crummy front porch I stand on, cracked to shithouse, and who am I to say that the world isn't the same? | Markus Zusak | ||
| bebf755 | In truth, I think he was afraid. Rudy Steiner was scared of the book thief's kiss. He must have longed for it so much. He must have loved her so incredibly hard. So that he would never ask for her lips again and would go to his grave without them. | love | Markus Zusak | |
| 39c2e49 | 1. The desperate Jews - their spirits in my lap as we sat on the roof, next to the steaming chimneys. 2. The Russian soldiers - taking only small amounts of ammunition, relying on the fallen for the rest of it. 3. The soaked bodies of a French coast - beached on the shingle and sand. | souls war | Markus Zusak | |
| 67cdbe2 | For a few minutes, they all forgot. There was no more yelling or calling out, but they could not contain the small snaches of laughter. They were only humans, playing in the snow, in a house. | Markus Zusak | ||
| d910b46 | I couldn't believe this could be true in the 21st century. | AnnaSophia Robb | ||
| b6b4744 | Ich furchte ebenfalls, dass am Ende gar nichts zu Ende sein wird. Die Dinge gehen einfach weiter, solange die Erinnerung das Sagen hat und immer eine weiche Stelle in deinen Gedanken findet, um an die Oberflache zu schlupfen. | gedanken | Markus Zusak | |
| 93f7cad | Duiu teplom sebe v ladoni, chtoby razogret' ikh. No trudno sogret' ruki, esli dushi eshche drozhat. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 1e8fa08 | Ia... -- Otvet davalsia emu s trudom. -- Kogda vse bylo tikho, ia podnialsia v koridor, a v gostinoi mezhdu shtorami ostalas' shchelochka... Mozhno bylo vyglianut' na ulitsu. Ia posmotrel tol'ko neskol'ko sekund. -- On ne videl vneshnego mira dvadtsat' dva mesiatsa. Ni gneva, ni upreka. Zagovoril Papa. -- I chto ty uvidel? Maks s velikoi skorb'iu i velikim izumleniem podnial golovu. -- Tam byli zvezdy, -- skazal on. -- Oni obozhgli mne glaz.. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 58496fa | Da, fiurer reshil, chto on zavoiuet mir slovami. -- Ia ni za chto ne stanu streliat' iz ruzh'ia, -- postanovil on. -- Mne eto ne ponadobitsia. No bezrassudnym on ne byl, otniud'. Sleduet otdat' emu dolzhnoe khotia by v etom. On vovse ne byl glupym. Dlia nachala nastupleniia on zamyslil poseiat' slova v svoei strane vsiudu, gde tol'ko mozhno. On sazhal ikh den' i noch', ukhazhival za nimi. Smotrel, kak oni rastut -- i vot odnazhdy gustye les.. | Markus Zusak | ||
| a831889 | Odnim glazom eshche gliadia son, vtorym ona videla, kak umer brat. Prostilas' s mater'iu i predstavliala, kak ta odinoko zhdet obratnogo poezda v zabvenie. Provolochnaia zhenshchina vytianulas' na zemle, i ee vopl' katilsia po ulitse, poka ne zavalilsia nabok, slovno moneta, izgolodavshaiasia po razgonu. Molodoi muzhchina visel na verevke iz stalingradskogo snega. Ona videla, kak pilot bombardirovshchika umer v zheleznom kokone. Ona videla,.. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 490d909 | Amen,' I say, delayed, and now, like many of these people, I pray for the first time in years. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 22176ee | Ona vyrvala iz knigi stranitsu i razodrala ee nadvoe. Potom tseluiu glavu. I skoro ne ostalos' nichego, krome obryvkov slov, razbrosannykh u nee mezhdu nog i vokrug. Slova. Zachem im voobshche nado sushchestvovat'? Bez nikh nichego etogo by ne bylo. Bez slov fiurer - pustoe mesto. I ne bylo by khromaiushchikh uznikov, nuzhdy v uteshenii ili v slovesnykh fokusakh, ot kotorykh nam stanovitsia luchshe. Chto khoroshego v slovakh? Eto ona skazal.. | Markus Zusak | ||
| e585ad5 | Po-moemu, liudiam nravitsia nemnogo poliubovat'sia razrusheniem. Pesochnye zamki, kartochnye domiki -- s etogo i nachinaiut. Velikoe umenie cheloveka -- ego sposobnost' k rostu. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 98f3929 | Obezdolennye staraiutsia vsegda byt' v dvizhenii, slovno peremena mest mozhet chem-to pomoch'. Ne ponimaiut, chto v kontse puti ikh budet zhdat' staraia beda v novom oblich'e -- rodstvennik, tselovat' kotorogo pretit | Markus Zusak | ||
| 65200d6 | He's telling Liesel's story to prove to himself that humans can be beautiful and selfless and worthwhile. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 4fcf994 | They walked on in silence for a while, until Rudy said, "I just wish I was like Jesse Owens, Papa." This time, Mr. Steiner placed his hand on Rudy's head and explained, "I know, son--but you've got beautiful blond hair and big, safe blue eyes. You should be happy with that; is that clear?" But nothing was clear." | Markus Zusak | ||
| 6d6c4ae | That basement was not a washroom. They were not sent there for a shower. For those people, life was still achievable. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 75e4779 | In tutta sincerita, mi sforzo di prendere la faccenda allegramente, anche se, a dispetto delle mie proteste, la maggior parte delle persone trova difficile credermi. Per favore, fidati di me. Posso davvero essere allegra. Posso essere amabile. Affettuosa. Affabile. E queste sono solo le parole che cominciano per A. Non chiedermi pero di essere bella: essere bella non e da me. | death humor inspirational | Markus Zusak | |
| b3b7140 | It's much easier, she realized, to be on the verge of something than to actually be it. This | Markus Zusak | ||
| 4015ac4 | Statues with beating hearts. | Markus Zusak | ||
| d25e711 | none of them had it. They had no qualms about stealing, but they needed to be told. They liked to be told, and Viktor Chemmel liked to be the teller. It was a nice microcosm. | leadership | Markus Zusak | |
| 779eb41 | Make no mistake, this woman had a heart. She had a bigger one than people would think. There was a lot in it, stored up, high in miles of hidden shelving. Remember that she was the woman with the instrument strapped to her body in the long, moon-slit night. She was a Jew feeder without a question in the world on a man's first night in Molching. And she was an arm reacher, deep into a mattress, to deliver a sketchbook to a teenage girl. | Markus Zusak | ||
| b2732b5 | As weeks edge past us, he fights and wins and he doesn't bother shaving. He turns up and wins. Turns up and wins. He only smiles when *I* fight well. | fighting-ruben-wolfe | Markus Zusak | |
| 731a9eb | They sat a few meters apart, speaking very rarely, and there was really only the noise of turning pages (...) Where Hans Hubermann and Erik Vandenburg were ultimately united by music, Max and Liesel were held together by the quiet gathering of words. "Hi, Max." "Hi, Liesel." They would sit and read." | literature | Markus Zusak | |
| 74b3b9a | I wanted to tell the book thief many things, about beauty and brutality. But what could I tell her about those things that she didn't already know? 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. None | Markus Zusak | ||
| a03a880 | THE BOOK THIEF--LAST LINE I have hated the words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right. | Markus Zusak | ||
| fa68da9 | breathing then, for | Markus Zusak | ||
| 5ab0b39 | I saw him hip-deep in some icy water, chasing a book, and I saw a boy lying in bed, imagining how a kiss would taste from his glorious next-door neighbor. | Markus Zusak | ||
| dad42d8 | I don't quite jump for joy, but I am awfully glad to see him. | Anne Bancroft | ||
| a780884 | You know, it actually makes me wonder if anyone ever lost an eye or injured a hand or wrist with all of that. You'd only need to be facing the wrong way at the wrong time or stand marginally too close to another person. Perhaps people did get injured. Personally, I can only tell you that no one died from it, or at least, not physically. There was, of course, the matter of forty million people I picked up by the time the whole thing was fini.. | Markus Zusak | ||
| eb99033 | Look at the colors, Papa said. It's hard not to like a man who not only notices the colors, but speaks them. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 5fbf071 | A SMALL PIECE OF TRUTH*** I do not carry a sickle or a scythe. I only wear a hooded black robe when it's cold. And I don't have those skull-like facial features you seem to enjoy pinning on me from a distance. You want to know what I truly look like? I'll help you out. Find yourself a mirror while I continue. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 65294f2 | HERE IS A SMALL FACT You are going to die." "The question is, what color will everything be at that moment when I come for you? " "People observe the colors of a day only at its beginnings and ends, but to me it's quite clear that a day merges through a multitude of shades and intonations, with each passing moment. A single hour can consist of thousands of different colors. Waxy yellows, cloud-spat blues. Murky darknesses." -- | Markus Zusak |