Somewhere, far down, there was an itch in his heart, but he made it a point not to scratch it. He was afraid of what might come leaking out.
Even death has a heart.
Markus Zusak, The Book Thief (via observando)
She did not say goodbye. She was incapable, and after a few more minutes at his side, she was able to tear herself from the ground. It amazes me what humans can do, even when streams are flowing down their faces and they stagger on, coughing and searching, and finding.
The Book Thief, by Mark Zusak (via adimlylitmirror)
Usually we walk around constantly believing ourselves. “I’m okay” we say. “I’m alright”. But sometimes the truth arrives on you and you can’t get it off. That’s when you realize that sometimes it isn’t even an answer—it’s a question
Markus Zusak - The Book Thief (via an-intellectual-process)
It’s the story of one of those perpetual survivors — an expert at being left behind.
- The Book Thief by Markus Zusak (via themiamartinez)
  • Rosa: This is the stupidest thing that I have ever done
  • Hans: And look how happy you are!
Books! Are you nuts? We’re starving out here and you’re stealing books?
Rudy - The Book Thief (2013)
Like most misery, it started with apparent happiness.
Markus ZusakThe Book Thief (via ethoctransierit)

He stood waist-deep in the water for a few moments longer before climbing out and handing her the book. His pants clung to him, and he did not stop walking.

In truth, I think he was afraid. Rudy Steiner was scared of the book thief’s kiss.

He must have longed for it so much. He must have loved her so incredibly hard. So hard that he would never ask for her lips again and would go to his grave without them.

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