"I wanted to explain that I am constantly overestimating and underestimating the human race - that rarely do I even 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...I AM HAUNTED BY HUMANS."
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Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
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Quotes by Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
"***A KEY WORD*** Imagined"
"Can a person steal happiness? Or is just another internal, infernal human trick?"
"Even death has a heart."
"Even death has a heart."
"The only thing worse than a boy who hates you: a boy that loves you."
"As always, one of her books was next to her."
"If they killed him tonight, at least he would die alive."
"A SMALL PIECE OF TRUTHI 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."
"Together, they would watch everything that was so carefully planned collapse, and they would smile at the beauty of destruction."
"I want words at my funeral. But I guess that means you need life in your life."
"A halo surrounded the grim reaper nun, Sister Maria. (By the way-I like this human idea of the grim reaper. I like the scythe. It amuses me.)"
"A DEFINITION NOT FOUNDIN THE DICTIONARYNot leaving: an act of trust and love,often deciphered by children"
"I wanted to explain that I am constantly overestimating and underestimating the human race - that rarely do I even 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...I AM HAUNTED BY HUMANS."
"for some reason, dying men always ask the question they know the answer to. perhaps it's so they can die being right."
"***HERE IS A SMALL FACT*** You are going to die."
"Grimly, she realized that clocks don't make a sound that even remotely resembles ticking, tocking. It was more the sound of a hammer, upside down, hacking methodically at the earth. It was the sound of a grave."
"It was a year for the ages, like 79, like 1346, to name just a few. Forget the scythe, Goddamn it, I needed a broom or a mop. And I needed a vacation."
"I want words at my funeral. But I guess that means you need life in your life."
"It kills me sometimes, how people die."