Markus Zusak
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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
summer book color
Summer came. For the books thief, everything was going nicely. For me, the sky was the color of Jews.
kissing one-day dying
One day, Liesel.' he said, 'you'll be dying to kiss me.
feet suffering max
In the basement of 33 Himmel Street, Max Vandenburg could feel the fists of an entire nation. One by one they climbed into the ring to beat him down. They made him bleed. They let him suffer. Millions of them--until one last time, when he gathered himself to his feet...
cities people city-streets
There were people everywhere on the city street, but the stranger could not have been more alone if it were empty.
listening tire
And I stop listening to me, because to put it bluntly, I tire me.
hangover suits himmel-street
He left Himmel Street wearing his hangover and a suit.
kindness father eye
Liesel observed the strangeness of her foster father's eyes. They were made of kindness, and silver.
kissing style arms
When finally she finished and stood herself up, he put his arm around her, best-buddy style, and they walked on. There was no request for a kiss. Nothing like that. You can love Rudy for that, if you like.
firsts felt
At first, she could not talk. Perhaps it was the sudden bumpiness of love she felt for him. Or had she always loved him?
earning-it sick kind
Stealing it, in a sick kind of sense, was like earning it.
suffering way brightness
It would then be brought abruptly to an end, for the brightness had shown suffering the way.
distance mirrors skulls
A SMALL PIECE OF TRUTH I do not carry a sickle or scythe. I only wear a hooded black robe when it's cold. And I don't have those skull-like facial features you seem to enjoy pinning on me from a distance. You want to know what I truly look like? I'll help you out. Find yourself a mirror while I continue.
wonder life-is convinced
Even now, I wonder how much of my life is convinced.
making-love wish looks
I look at her wish we could go inside and make love on the couch. Dive inside each other. Take each other. Make each other. Nothing happens, though.