Markus Zusak
Markus Zusak
Markus Frank Zusak,is an Australian writer. He is best known for The Book Thief and The Messenger, two novels for young adults which have been international best-sellers. He won the annual Margaret Edwards Award in 2014 for his contribution to young-adult literature published in the US...
NationalityAustralian
ProfessionYoung Adult Author
Date of Birth23 June 1975
CountryAustralia
color sky moments
The question is, what color will everything be at that moment when I come for you? What will the sky be saying?
book boys fists
When death captures me," the boy vowed, "he will feel my fist in his face." (31.26)
men faces fingertips
She even touches Jimmy's face on the photos, and I see what it is to love someone like Milla loved that man. Her fingertips are made of love.
thinking talking people
Warily, she dares to allow me a smile. "It's okay. It's just...I'm not too good at talking to people." She looks away again as her shyness smothers her. "So, do you think it'd be all right if we don't talk?
mind pages stories
You're far from this. This story is just another few hundred pages of your mind.
girl missing want
I want to talk to him. I want to ask him about that girl and if he loved her and still misses her.
dark night sun
...and the night is so deep and dark that I wonder if the sun will ever come up.
father eye men
Papa was a man with silver eyes, not dead ones. Papa was an accordion! But his bellows were all empty. Nothing went in and nothing came out.
ruins
He prefers not to ruin things with any more questions. What it is is what it is.
girl teenage night
She was a Jew feeder without a question in the world on that man's first night in Molching. She was an arm reacher, deep into a mattress, to deliver a sketchbook to a teenage girl. (84.25)
stories pockets legion
Yes, I'm often reminded of her, and in one of my array of pockets, I have kept her story to retell. It is one of the small legion I carry, each one extraordinary in its own right. Each one an attempt - an immense leap of an attempt - to prove to me that you, and your human existence, are worth it.
sorry asking sentences
I'm sorry. I shouldn't be asking such things...' She let the sentence die its own death
real stories courses
Of course you're real-like any thought or any story. It's real when you're in it.
thinking silence despair
If you can't imagine it, think clumsy silence. Think bits and pieces of floating despair. And drowning in a train.