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Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
54aa3e6 | again of the contradictory human being. So much good, so much evil. Just add water. | Markus Zusak | ||
84560c7 | moments of perfect tiredness, of having conquered not only the work at hand, but the night who had blocked the way. | Markus Zusak | ||
d5fff0f | A 2 A.M. CONVERSATION**** "Is this yours?" "Yes, Papa." "Do you want to read it?" Again, "Yes,Papa." A tired smile. Metallic eyes, melting. "Well, we'd better read it, then." | Markus Zusak | ||
053c0c6 | It's much easier, she realized, to be on the verge of something than to actually be it. This would still take time. | Markus Zusak | ||
e53a2a2 | 'My heart is so tired,' " the girl had said. She was sitting in a chapel, writing in her diary. No, thought Liesel as she walked. It's my heart that is tired. A thirteen-year-old heart shouldn't feel like this." | Markus Zusak | ||
845cc94 | Without words, the Fuhrer was nothing. | Markus Zusak | ||
c72639e | Very quickly, very suddenly, words fell through my mind. They landed on the floor of my thoughts, and in there, down there, I started to pick the words up. They were excerpts of truth gather from inside me. Even in the night, in bed, they woke me. They painted themselves onto the ceiling. They burned themselves onto the sheets of memory laid out in my mind. When I woke up the next day, I wrote the words down, on a torn-up piece of paper. An.. | Markus Zusak | ||
d38f17d | Por favor, a pesar de las amenazas anteriores, conserva la calma. Solo soy una fanfarrona. No soy violenta. No soy perversa. Soy lo que tiene que ser"." | Markus Zusak | ||
ac349df | A veces llego demasiado pronto, me adelanto. Y hay gente que se aferra a la vida mas de lo esperado"." | Markus Zusak | ||
ded2137 | DODENS DAGBOK: PARISARNA Sommaren kom. For boktjuven var allt frid och frojd. Dor mig - var himlen judefargad. Nar deras kroppar hade slutat soka efter springor i dorren steg deras sjalar upp. Nar deras naglar hade klost mot traet och i vissa fall satt fastnaglade i det av blotta kraften i desperationen, kom deras sjalar mot mig, in i min famn, och vi steg ut ur de dar duschanlaggningarna, upp pa taket och vidare uppat, in i evighetens a.. | faith god holocaust | Markus Zusak | |
c2a1432 | Please, trust me. I most definitely can be cheerful. I can be amiable. Agreeable. Affable. And that's only the A's. Just don't ask me to be nice. Nice has nothing to do with me. | Markus Zusak | ||
80c0ae2 | I'm sure you've met people like this, he had the ability to appear in the background, even if he was standing at the front of a queue. | Markus Zusak | ||
a2002c8 | to the brute strength of the man's gentleness, his thereness. | Markus Zusak | ||
84a9d35 | A SMALL BUT NOTE WORTHY NOTE I've seen so many young men over the years who think they're running at other young men. They are not. They're running at me. He | Markus Zusak | ||
6dcebcf | School, as you might imagine, was a terrific failure. Although | Markus Zusak | ||
eb7a7f2 | 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. The | Markus Zusak | ||
55be311 | What about her? Liesel was exercising the blatant right of every person who's ever belonged to a family. It's all very well for such a person to whine and moan and criticize other family members but they won't let anyone else do it. That's when you get your back up and show loyalty. | Markus Zusak | ||
15ddfc2 | The juggling comes to an end now, but the struggling does not. I have Liesel Meminger in one hand, Max Vandenburg in the other. Soon, I will clap them together. Just give me a few pages. The | Markus Zusak | ||
876b41b | I can be amiable. Agreeable. Affable. And that's only the A's. Just don't ask me to be nice. Nice has nothing to do with me. | Markus Zusak | ||
3ffeb42 | Imagine smiling after a slap in the face. Then think of doing it twenty-four hours a day. That was the business of hiding a Jew. As | Markus Zusak | ||
3b8a955 | impoverished always try to keep moving, as if relocating might help. | Markus Zusak | ||
142ebdb | As winter set in, she was no longer a victim of Sister Maria's frustrations, preferring to watch as others were marched out to the corridor and given their just rewards. The sound of another student struggling in the hallway was not particularly enjoyable, but the fact that it was someone else was, if not a true comfort, a relief. When | Markus Zusak | ||
b344f5a | Death about Heil Hitlering p. 117-118. You know, it actually makes me wonder if anyone ever lost an eye or injured a hand or wirst 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 thell you that no-one died from it, or at least, not physically. There was, of course the matter of forty million people I picked.. | Markus Zusak | ||
f033be7 | They waited for the clouds to disappear, and when they did, they could see the rest of the forest. "It wouldn't stop growing, " she explained. "But neither would this." The young man looked at the branch that held his hand. He had a point." | Markus Zusak | ||
d39357d | The brother shivers. The woman weeps. And the girl goes on reading, for that's why she's there, and it feels good to be something in the aftermath of the snows of Stalingrad. | Markus Zusak | ||
d0b3354 | But as they walked on, they stopped several times, to listen. They thought they could hear voices and words behind them, on the word shaker's tree. | Markus Zusak | ||
3be21a0 | How could something so seemingly insignificant give someone comfort? A ribbon in a gutter. A pinecone on the street. A button leaning casually against a classroom wall. A flat stone from the river. If nothing else, it showed that she cared, and it might give them something to talk about when Max woke up. When she was alone, she would conduct those conversations. 'So what's all this?' Max would say. 'What's all this junk?' 'Junk?' In her mi.. | Markus Zusak | ||
a276b0a | But then, is there cowardice in the acknowledgment of fear? Is there cowardice in being glad that you lived? His | Markus Zusak | ||
056b8e3 | On quite a few occasions Liesel forgot about her mother and any other problem of which she currently held ownership. | Markus Zusak | ||
09f3250 | And far away, in the room that stretched like a bridge to a nameless town, her brother, Werner, played in the cemetery snow. | Markus Zusak | ||
5abdb8c | Her papa stood and called her half a woman. Max was writing The Word Shaker in the corner. Rudy was naked by the door. | Markus Zusak | ||
ca05260 | To live. Living was living. The price was guilt and shame. | Markus Zusak | ||
76c9ddb | You don't always get what you wish for. Especially in Nazi Germany. | Markus Zusak | ||
cf9219a | E o riso dele? Er aalgo absolutamente dominador. Ninguem tinha a menor chance diante dele | Markus Zusak | ||
4ca052d | You know, Ed,' the Father says, "They say their countless saints that have nothing to do with church and almost no knowledge of God, but they say that God walks with those people without them ever knowing it.' His eyes are inside me now followed by the words 'You're one of those people, Ed. It's an honor to know you.' I've been called many things in my life, but no one has told me it's an honor to know me." | Markus Zusak | ||
6b05381 | And why?' He pauses. 'I did it because you are the epitome of ordinariness, Ed. And if a guy like you can stand up and do what you did, then maybe everyone can. Maybe everyone can live beyond what they're capable of. | Markus Zusak | ||
3f639df | On the ration cards of Nazi Germany, there was no listing for punishment, but everyone had to take their turn. For some it was death in a foreign country during the war. For others it was poverty and guilt when the war was over, when six million discoveries were made throughout Europe. | war punishment jews | Markus Zusak | |
74d9ac7 | In years to come, he would be a giver of bread, not a stealer--proof again of the contradictory human being. So much good, so much evil. Just add water. Five | Markus Zusak | ||
1d09d58 | And why?' He pauses. 'I did it because you are the epitome of ordinariness, Ed. And if a guy like you can stand up and do what you did, then maybe everyone can. Maybe everyone can live beyond what they're capable of.' And that's when I realize, in a sweet cruel beautiful moment of clarity. I smile, watch a crack in the cement, and speak Audrey and the Doorman. I tell them what I'm telling you now: I'm not the messenger at all, I'm the messa.. | inspirational | Markus Zusak | |
b45b7b9 | Saukerl", rise lei, e, mentre alzava una mano, fu assolutamente certa che anche lui, nel medesimo istante, la chiamasse Saumensch. Credo che sia la cosa piu prossima all'amore cui sappiano giungere degli undicenni." | love | Markus Zusak | |
92e5b12 | There was the chaos of goodbye. | Markus Zusak | ||
d1a2b0c | Not-leaving: An act of trust and love, often deciphered by children. | Markus Zusak | ||
1c46798 | Milk, | Markus Zusak | ||
7869a57 | The question is, what color will everything be at that moment when I come for you? What will the sky be saying? Personally, | Markus Zusak |