Crowds of questions stream through me like lines of people exiting a soccer ground or a concert. They push and shove and trip. Some make their way around. Some remain in their seats, waiting for their opportunity.
Markus ZusakIf a guy like you can stand up and do what you did, then maybe everyone can. Maybe everyone can live beyond what they're capable of.
Markus ZusakThe pages and the words are my world, spread out before your eyes and for your hand to touch. Vaguely, I can see you face looking down into me, as I look back. Do you see my eyes?
Markus Zusak