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...to swear with a ferocity that can only be described as a talent.

Markus Zusak

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Markus Zusak
Age: 49
Born: 1975
Born: January 1
Novelist
Writer
Sydney
NSW
Ferocity
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Swear
Talent

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Of course you're real-like any thought or any story. It's real when you're in it.
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Tears were frozen to the book theif's face.
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Make sure you live,' she said. 'As decent as you can. I know you'll make mistakes, but sometimes you're meant to, okay?
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I guess that’s the beauty of books. When they finish they don’t really finish.
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...one opportunity leads directly to another, just as risk leads to more risk, life to more life, and death to more death.
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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.
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I always marvel at the humans' ability to keep going. They always manage to stagger on even with tears streaming down their faces.
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I love and hate this place because it is full of words.
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The Gunman is useless. I know it. He knows it. The whole bank knows it.
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Soon evening worked its way into the sky, and the city hunched itself down.
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The impoverished always try to keep moving, as if relocating might help. They ignore the reality that a new version of the same old problem will be waiting at the end of the trip- the relative you cringe to kiss.
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July 24, 6:03 A.M. The laundry was warm and the rafters were firm, and Michael Holzapfel jumped from the chair as if it were a cliff... Michael Holzapfel knew what he was doing. He killed himself for wanting to live.
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How about a kiss, Saumensch?
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There were not many people who could say that their education had been paid for with cigarettes.
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Liesel shrugged away entirely from the crowd and entered the tide of Jews, weaving through them till she grabbed hold of his arm with her left hand. His face fell on her. It reached down as she tripped, and the Jew,the nasty Jew, helped her up. It took all of his strength.
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He was the crazy one who had painted himself black and defeated the world. She was the book thief without the words. Trust me, though, the words were on their way, and when they arrived, Liesel would hold them in her hands like the clouds, and she would wring them out like rain.
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Even enemies were an inch away from friendship.
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As a child in Sydney, my German Mum and my Austrian Dad would spontaneously tell me stories about what they saw and what they did as children. It was like a piece of Europe coming into our house... Those stories led me to my writing.
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The nightmares arrived like they always did, much like the best player in the opposition when you've heard rumors that he might be injured or sick-but there he is, warming up with the rest of them, ready to take the field.
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I realize that nothing belongs to her anymore and she belongs to everything.
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