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  • #1
    Rick Riordan
    “Oh, come on!’ Percy complained. ‘I get a little nosebleed and I wake up the entire earth? That’s not fair!”
    Rick Riordan, The Blood of Olympus

  • #2
    Rick Riordan
    “No one can hate you with more intensity than someone who used to love you.”
    Rick Riordan, The Blood of Olympus

  • #3
    Markus Zusak
    “The only thing worse than a boy who hates you: a boy that loves you.”
    Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

  • #4
    Markus Zusak
    “I have hated words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right.”
    Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

  • #5
    Markus Zusak
    “It kills me sometimes, how people die.”
    Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

  • #6
    Markus Zusak
    “I am haunted by humans.”
    Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

  • #7
    Markus Zusak
    “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.”
    Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

  • #8
    Markus Zusak
    “Even death has a heart.”
    Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

  • #9
    Markus Zusak
    “She leaned down and looked at his lifeless face and Leisel 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...She did not say goodbye. She was incapable, and after a few more minutes at his side, she was able to tear herself from the ground. It amazes me what humans can do, even when streams are flowing down their faces and they stagger on...”
    Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

  • #10
    Markus Zusak
    “He was the crazy one who had painted himself black and defeated the world.

    She was the book thief without the words.

    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 rain.”
    Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

  • #11
    Markus Zusak
    “A small but noteworthy note. I've seen so many young men over the years who think they're running at other young men. They are not. They are running at me.”
    Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

  • #12
    Markus Zusak
    “If only she could be so oblivious again, to feel such love without knowing it, mistaking it for laughter. ”
    Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

  • #13
    Markus Zusak
    “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 book thief's kiss. 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, The Book Thief

  • #14
    Markus Zusak
    “Humans, if nothing else, have the good sense to die.”
    Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

  • #15
    Markus Zusak
    “I carried [Rudy] softly through the broken street...with him I tried a little harder [at comforting]. I watched the contents of his soul for a moment and saw a black-painted boy calling the name Jesse Owens as he ran through an imaginary tape. 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. He does something to me, that boy. Every time. It's his only detriment. He steps on my heart. He makes me cry.”
    Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

  • #16
    Markus Zusak
    “My heart is so tired”
    Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

  • #17
    Markus Zusak
    “She was saying goodbye and she didn't even know it.”
    Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

  • #18
    Markus Zusak
    “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. (Death)”
    Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

  • #19
    Markus Zusak
    “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, The Book Thief

  • #20
    Markus Zusak
    “Hair the color of lemons,'" Rudy read. His fingers touched the words. "You told him about me?"

    At first, Liesel could not talk. Perhaps it was the sudden bumpiness of love she felt for him. Or had she always loved him? It's likely. Restricted as she was from speaking, she wanted him to kiss her. She wanted him to drag her hand across and pull her over. It didn't matter where. Her mouth, her neck, her cheek. Her skin was empty for it, waiting.

    Years ago, when they'd raced on a muddy field, Rudy was a hastily assembled set of bones, with a jagged, rocky smile. In the trees this afternoon, he was a giver of bread and teddy bears. He was a triple Hitler Youth athletics champion. He was her best friend. And he was a month from his death.

    Of course I told him about you," Liesel said.”
    Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

  • #21
    Markus Zusak
    “Together, they would watch everything that was so carefully planned collapse, and they would smile at the beauty of destruction.”
    Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

  • #22
    Markus Zusak
    “One was a book thief. The other stole the sky.”
    Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

  • #23
    Markus Zusak
    “I guess humans like to watch a little destruction. Sand castles, houses of cards, that's where they begin. Their great skills is their capacity to escalate.”
    Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

  • #24
    Markus Zusak
    “On many counts, taking a boy like Rudy Steiner was robbery--so much life, so much to live for--yet somehow, I'm certain he would have loved to see the frightening rubble and the swelling of the sky on the night he passed away. He'd have cried and turned and smiled if only he could have seen the book thief on her hands and knees, next to his decimated body. 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 (The Book Thief), The Book Thief

  • #25
    Markus Zusak
    “...one opportunity leads directly to another, just as risk leads to more risk, life to more life, and death to more death.”
    Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

  • #26
    Markus Zusak
    “She said it out loud, the words distributed into a room that was full of cold air and books. Books everywhere! Each wall was armed with overcrowded yet immaculate shelving. It was barely possible to see paintwork. There were all different styles and sizes of lettering on the spines of the black, the red, the gray, the every-colored books. It was one of the most beautiful things Liesel Meminger had ever seen.

    With wonder, she smiled.

    That such a room existed!”
    Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

  • #27
    Markus Zusak
    “A human doesn't have a heart like mine. The human heart is a line, whereas my own is a circle, and I have the endless ability to be in the right place at the right time. 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. Still, they have one thing I envy. Humans, if nothing else, have the good sense to die.”
    Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

  • #28
    Markus Zusak
    “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.”
    Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

  • #29
    Markus Zusak
    “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 vanishing words. I watched their love visions and freed them from their fear.”
    Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

  • #30
    Markus Zusak
    “A book floated down the Amper River.
    A boy jumped in, caught up to it, and held
    it in his right hand. He grinned. He stood
    waist-deep in the icy, Decemberish water.
    “How about a kiss, Saumensch?” he said.”
    Markus Zusak, The Book Thief



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