Each night, Liesel would step outside, wipe the door, and watch the sky. Usually it was like spillage - cold and heavy, slippery and gray - but once in a while some stars had the nerve to rise and float, if only for a few minutes. On those nights, she would stay a little longer and wait. Hello, stars.
Markus ZusakItโs all very well for such a person to whine and moan and criticize other family members, but they wonโt let anyone else do it. Thatโs when you get your back up and show loyalty.
Markus ZusakI had to decide what I was going to do, and what I was going to be. I was standing there, waiting for someone to do something , till I realised the person I was waiting for was myself.
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