Jordan > Jordan's Quotes

“I have to say that although it broke my heart, I was, and still am, glad I was there.”
― Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

“She wanted none of those days to end, and it was always with disappointment that she watched the darkness stride forward. ”
― Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

“...one opportunity leads directly to another, just as risk leads to more risk, life to more life, and death to more death.”
― Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

“Two weeks to change the world, fourteen days to destroy it.”
― Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

“You cannot be afraid, Read the book. Smile at it. It's a great book-the greatest book you've ever read.”
― Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

“It's a lot easier, she realized, to be on the verge of something than to actually be it. This would still take time.”
― Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

“She was a girl with a mountain to climb.”
― Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

“The point is, it didn’t really matter what the book was about. It was what it meant that was important.”
― Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

“...to swear with a ferocity that can only be described as a talent.”
― Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

“It's much easier, she realized, to be on the verge of something than to actually be it.”
― Marcus Zusak, The Book Thief

“The bittersweetness of uncertainty: To win or to lose.”
― Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

“The injury of words.
Yes, the brutality of words.”
― Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

“She was one if the few souls that made me wonder what's it to live.”
― Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

“Even now, I wonder how much of my life is convinced.”
― Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

“Everything was good.
But it was awful, too.”
― Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

“I have hated words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right.”
― Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

“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.”
― Markus Zusak, The Book Thief