Markus Zusak: Frases en inglés (página 11)

“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 the rain. (p. 85)”

“There were not many people who could say that their education had been paid for with cigarettes.”

“At first, all is black and white.
Black on white.
That's where I'm walking, through pages.
These pages.
Sometimes it gets so that I have one foot in the pages and the words, and the other in what they speak of.”

“I looked at myself in that window, oblivious to all the people around me and I stared and smiled that particular smile. You know that smile that seems to knock you and tell you how pathetic you are? That's the smile I was smiling.”

“She gave her a reason to write her own words, to see that words had also brought her to life.
"Don't punish yourself," she heard her say again, but there would be punishment and pain, and there would be happiness, too. That was writing.”

“If her soul ever leaks, I want it to land on me.”

“The thrill of being ignored!”

“The silence was always the greates temptation.”

“The days and nights come apart. I feel them corroding at the seams.”

“One wild card was yet to be played.”

“I traveled the globe as always, handing souls to the conveyor belt of eternity.”

“Trust was accumulated quickly, due primarily to the brute strength of the man's gentleness, his thereness. (p.36)”

“Saumensch, du dreckiges—it’s about time!”