The orange flames waved at the crowd as paper and print dissolved inside them. Burning words were torn from their sentences.
Markus ZusakI also fear that nothing really ends at the end. Things just keep going as long as memory can wield its ax, always finding a soft part in your mind to cut through and enter.
Markus ZusakBut neither of us knows, because a fight's worth nothing if you know from the start that you're going to win it.
Markus ZusakA SMALL PIECE OF TRUTH I do not carry a sickle or scythe. I only wear a hooded black robe when it's cold. And I don't have those skull-like facial features you seem to enjoy pinning on me from a distance. You want to know what I truly look like? I'll help you out. Find yourself a mirror while I continue.
Markus Zusak