Markus Zusak Thoughts

Things always seem to glide away. They come to you, stay a moment, then leave again.

The orange flames waved at the crowd as paper and print dissolved inside them. Burning words were torn from their sentences.

All my friends seem to be smart arses. Don't ask me why. Like many things, it is what it is.

Only hearts... They're in the inside of the inside of me.

That was when the world wasn't so big and I could see everywhere. It was when my father was a hero and not a human.

A fighter can be a winner, but that doesn't make a winner a fighter.

It is early, early morning. It's that time when it's still dark but you know the day is coming. Blue is bleeding through black. Stars are dying.

I am hunted by humans.

She was like a lone angel floating above the surface of the earth, laughing with delight because she could fly but crying out of loneliness.