Book Thief Death And Liesel Quotes & Sayings

People look at my competitive spirit, and they automatically attach it to the thing that's most similar, most easily recognizable, which is Michael [Jordan's] competitive spirit. I'm different. I enjoy building. I enjoy the process of putting the puzzle together, and then the byproduct of that, the consequence of that, is beating somebody. That becomes the cherry on top, the icing on the cake. — Kobe Bryant

Where Hans Hubermann and Erik Vandenburg were ultimately united by music, Max and Liesel were held together by the quiet gathering of words. — Markus Zusak

Make stuff you love and talk about stuff you love and you'll attract people who love that kind of stuff. It's that simple. — Austin Kleon

He has to be tall, very tall and dark, and broad-shouldered, and narrow-hipped. — Kristen Ashley

Oh look, trouble just walked in and is sucking the fun right out from between my legs. — Nashoda Rose

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

O men, grown sick with toil and care, Leave for awhile the crowded mart; O women, sinking with despair, Weary of limb and faint of heart, Forget your years to-day and come As children back to childhood's house. — Phoebe Cary

And I can promise you something, because it was a thing I saw many years later - a vision in the book thief herself - that as she knelt next to Hans Hubermann, she watched him stand and play the accordion. He stood and strapped it on in the alps of broken houses and played the accordion with kindness silver eyes and even a cigarette slouched on his lips. The bellows breathed and the tall man played for Liesel Meminger one last time as the sky was slowly taken away from her. — Markus Zusak

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ABOUT RUDY STEINER
He didn't deserve to die the way he did. — Markus Zusak

We need more than a new politics; what we need is a new worldview. We need a fundamentally different bottom line. — Marianne Williamson

If we don't know who we are, we'll never know how we ought to live. — Billy Graham

The stubbornness of his character stood him now in good stead. He refused to consider himself defeated. — William Steig

I am haunted by human — Markus Zusak