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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 64b6ed3 | Avete mai notato che gli idioti hanno un sacco di amici? | Markus Zusak | ||
| fa7f518 |
Devi capire una cosa, Ed.>> < |
Markus Zusak | ||
| 9facfd7 | Non e questo posto, penso. Sono le persone. Saremmo stati gli stessi anche altrove. Ovunque. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 6029571 | misery was attached to them as if assigned. "Don't forget your misery ..." | Markus Zusak | ||
| c32162a | Belki kelimesi beni rahatsiz etmeye baslamisti cunku sabit olan tek sey 'belkiler'in sonsuza dek benimle kalabilecek olmasiydi. | Markus Zusak | ||
| f934542 | Before they proceeded to their respective homes, Rudy's voice reached over and handed Liesel the truth. For a while, it sat on her shoulder, but a few thoughts later, it made its way to her ear. | Markus Zusak | ||
| fdac6df | It was the best time of her life. But it was bombing carpet. Make no mistake. Bold and bright, a trilogy of happiness would continue for summer's duration and into autumn. It would then be brought abruptly to an end, for the brightness had shown suffering the way. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 26c1ef1 | La paura e la strada. La paura e ogni singolo passo. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 1525489 | Papa- the accordionist- and Himmel Street. One could not exist without the other, because for Liesel, both were home. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 422ffb5 | E impeccabile il modo in cui la verita puo essere brutale, a volte. Non si puo che ammirarla. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 1c578c1 | the threat of Jewish competition was taken away, but so were the Jewish customers | Markus Zusak | ||
| 6dae2e9 | They're strange, those wars. Full of blood and violence - but full of stories that are equally difficult to fanthom. "It's true," people will mutter. "I don't care if you don't belive me. It was the fox who saved my life" or, "They died on either side of me and I was left standing there, the only one without a bullet between my eyes. Why me? Why me and not them?" | war | Markus Zusak | |
| 4931764 | Living was living. The price was guilt and shame | Markus Zusak | ||
| a60c7b4 | She leaned down and looked at his lifeless face and Liesel kissed her best friend, Rudy Steiner, soft and true on his lips. He tasted dusty and sweet. He tasted like regret in the shadows of trees and in the glow of the anarchist's suit collection. She kissed him long and soft, and when she pulled herself away, she touched his mouth with her fingers. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 3f3c81b |
Certo che sei reale>>, leggo, < |
Markus Zusak | ||
| 5f96c03 | For me, the sky was the color of Jews. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 8136e50 | I say His name in a futile attempt to understand. "But it's not your job to understand." That's me who answers. God never says anything. Tou think you're the only one he never answers?" | god | Markus Zusak | |
| 8c4f577 | You ate it up and you didn't ask for more, and you didn't complain. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 90598ef | No one else could carry close to forty-five thousand people in such a short amount of time. Not in a million human years. | war | Markus Zusak | |
| 51a594b | Soon, there was nothing but scraps of words littered between her legs and all around her. Ther words. Why did they have to exist? Without them, there wouldn't be any of this. Without words, the Fuhrer was nothing. There would be no limping prisoners, no need for consolation or wordly tricks to make us feel better. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 7b3d626 | Nije to neka velika stvar, ali valjda je stvarno istina - velike stvari tek su male stvari koje ljudi zamjecuju. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 79ebecd | Somewhere, far down, there was an itch in his heart, but he made it a point not to scratch it. He was afraid of what might come leaking out. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 656a475 | The moon was undone now, free to move and rise and fall and drip on the boy's face, making him nice and murky, like his thoughts. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 2d05b53 | 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. Still, they have one thing I envy. Humans, if nothing else, have the good sense to die. | irony life | Markus Zusak | |
| 2767da8 | Uzerinde bu kadar dusunmen gerekirse, yapmaya degmez zaten. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 7c53b56 | Orada duruyor, birinin bir seyler yapmasini bekliyordum ama sonunda bekledigim kisinin kendim oldugunu anlamistim. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 593ee26 | Duden Dictionary Meaning #4. Wort - Word: A meaningful unit of language / a promise / a short remark, statement, or conversation. Related words: term, name, expession. | Markus Zusak | ||
| ae6ded6 | It's much easier, she realized, to be on the verge of something than to actually be it. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 4c064a6 | Please believe me when I tell you that I picked up each soul that day as if it were newly born. I even kissed a few weary, poisoned cheeks. I listened to their last, gasping cries. Their French words. I watched their love-visions and freed them from their fear. I took them all away, and if ever there was a time I needed distraction, this was it. In complete desolation, I looked at the world above. I watched the sky as it turned from silver .. | Markus Zusak | ||
| b7d5d7c | Liesel was sure her mother carried the memory of him, slung over her shoulder. She dropped him. She saw his feet and legs and body slap the platform. How could that woman walk? How could she move? That's the sort of thing I'll never know, or comprehend-what humans are capable of." Death-" | Markus Zusak | ||
| e11862e | 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 | ||
| 1c7322f | Usko minua kun sanon, etta sina paivana poimin jokaisen sielun kuin se olisi vastasyntynyt. Jopa suutelin muutamia uupuneita, myrkytettyja poskia. | Markus Zusak | ||
| e193c04 | Hanen ensimmainen hyokkayssuunnitelmansa oli sellainen, etta han istutti kotimaahansa sanoja mahdollisimman monille alueille. Han istutti yota paivaa ja hoiti niita. Han katseli niiden kasvua, kunnes lopulta kaikkialle oli kohonnut suuria sanametsia...Saksa oli viljeltyjen ajatusten maa. | juutalaisvainot saksa | Markus Zusak | |
| a594127 | It takes a lot of love to hate you like this | Markus Zusak | ||
| c33ce60 | It was one of the joys of childhood. | Markus Zusak | ||
| c53297b | Nije smisao u rijecima. Nego u blistavim svjetlima i malim stvarima koje su zapravo velike. | Markus Zusak | ||
| a9f111a | Ljudi su ponekad prelijepi. Ne zbog izgleda. Ne zbog onoga sto govore. Nego zbog onoga sto jesu. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 2ec2afd | How about a kiss, Saumensch?" He stood waist-deep in the water for a few moments longer before climbing out and handing her the book. His pants clung to him, and he did not stop walking. In truth, I think he was afraid. Rudy Steiner was scared of the | Markus Zusak | ||
| 042c41d | It was a tradition for Frau Holtzapfel, one of their neighbors, to spit on the Hubermanns' door every time she walked past. The front door was only meters from the gate, and let's just say that Frau Holtzapfel had the distance--and the accuracy. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 00c5dcb | She was holding desperately on to the words who had saved her life. | Markus Zusak | ||
| d9b99d2 | The human child--so much cannier at times than the stupefyingly ponderous adult.) | Markus Zusak | ||
| b96d645 | I have hated the words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right. | Markus Zusak | ||
| d471cb2 | 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 | ||
| ac95833 | Now more than ever, 33 Himmel Street was a place of silence, and it did not go unnoticed that the Duden Dictionary was completely and utterly mistaken, especially with its related words. Silence was not quiet or calm, and it was not peace. | Markus Zusak |