Markus Zusak
Markus Zusak
Markus Frank Zusak,is an Australian writer. He is best known for The Book Thief and The Messenger, two novels for young adults which have been international best-sellers. He won the annual Margaret Edwards Award in 2014 for his contribution to young-adult literature published in the US...
NationalityAustralian
ProfessionYoung Adult Author
Date of Birth23 June 1975
CountryAustralia
men color speak
It's hard to not like a man who not only notices the colors, but speaks them
men opposites hair
There was once a strange, small man. He decided three important details about his life: 1. He would part his hair from the opposite side to everyone else. 2. He would make himself a small, strange mustache. 3. He would one day rule the world. ...Yes, the Fuhrer decided that he would rule the world with words.
girl men gun
You can kill a man with those words. No gun. No bullets. Just words and a girl.
men dying answers
for some reason, dying men always ask the question they know the answer to. perhaps it's so they can die being right.
reading book men
Only in today's sick society can a man be persecuted for reading too many books.
couple night men
The first couple of times, he simply stayed - a stranger to kill the aloneness. A few nights after that, he whispered “Shhh, I’m here, its alright.” After three weeks, he held her. Trust was accumulated quickly, due primarily to the brute strength of the man’s gentleness, his thereness.
men long waiting
Death waits for no man - and if he does, he doesn't usually wait for very long.
boys men stubborn
You should know it yourself- a young man is still a boy, and a boy sometimes has the right to be stubborn.
men brutes dues
Trust was accumulated quickly, due primarily to the brute strength of the man's gentleness, his thereness. (p.36)
couple heart men
People abhor boxing, and I agree, but I admire men and women who can stand in a ring like that, nowhere to hide. I've only been to a couple of boxing matches, and they're different from any other event. I'm not there to see blood; I'm there for the heart of someone being able to get up and keep going. And for the respect that's often there in the end.
eye men hair
Finally, in October 1945, a man with swampy eyes, feathers of hair, and a clean-shaven face walked into the shop. He approached the counter. "Is there someone here by the name of Leisel Meminger?" "Yes, she's in the back," said Alex. He was hopeful, but he wanted to be sure. "May I ask who is calling on her?" Leisel came out. They hugged and cried and fell to the floor.
running men thinking
A small but noteworthy note. I've seen so many young men over the years who think they're running at other young men. They are not. They are running at me.
heart eye men
She rubbed her eyes, and after a long study of his face, she spoke "Is it really you?" Is it from your cheek, she thought, that I took the seed? The man nodded. His heart wobbled and he held tighter to the branches. It is.
men faces fingertips
She even touches Jimmy's face on the photos, and I see what it is to love someone like Milla loved that man. Her fingertips are made of love.