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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.

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Markus Zusak
Age: 49
Born: 1975
Born: January 1
Novelist
Writer
Sydney
NSW
Brilliant
Ugly
Asks
Words
Stories
Wanted
Thing
Damning
Glorious

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Summer came. For the books thief, everything was going nicely. For me, the sky was the color of Jews.
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for some reason, dying men always ask the question they know the answer to. perhaps it's so they can die being right.
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I think she ate a salad and some soup. And loneliness. She ate that, too.
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Outside is dark. The kitchen light is loud. It deafens me as I walk towards it.
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Sometimes I think my papa is an accordion. When he looks at me and smiles and breathes, I hear the notes.
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The scrawled words of practice stood magnificently on the wall by the stairs, jagged and childlike and sweet. They looked on as both the hidden Jew and the girl slept, hand to shoulder. They breathed. German and Jewish lungs.
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It's funny, don't you think, how time seems to do a lot of things? It flies, it tells, and worst of all, it runs out.
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I think to be writer you have to enjoy being alone. I was a loner as a teenager and was always drawn to characters in books and films who were at the fringes.
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We expressed love for this dog by ... knowing without showing that we cared for him.
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Or had she always loved him? It's likely. Restricted as she was from speaking, she wanted him to kiss her. She wanted him to drag her hand across and pull her over. It didn't matter where. Her mouth, her neck, her cheek. Her skin was empty for it, waiting.
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As she watched all of this, Liesel was certain that these were the poorest souls alive. That's what she wrote about them . . . Some looked appealingly at those who had come to observe their humiliation, this prelude to their deaths. Others pleaded for someone, anyone to step forward and catch them in their arms. No one did.
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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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A happening was looming. It was out there somewhere beyond the regular enclosed life that I had been living. It was out there, not waiting, but existing. Being. Perhaps it was only slightly wondering if I would come to it.
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I want words at my funeral. But I guess that means you need life in your life.
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...to swear with a ferocity that can only be described as a talent.
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You can't eat books, sweetheart.
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When I was a teenager I decided I was going to be a writer and that nothing was going to stop me. It sounds almost villainous. But I knew that was what I wanted.
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You cannot be afraid, Read the book. Smile at it. It's a great book-the greatest book you've ever read.
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