Markus Zusak, Underdog Quotes
It is early, early morning. It's that time when it's still dark but you know the day is coming. Blue is bleeding through black. Stars are dying.
My own eyes try to sleep, but they don't. They stay wide awake as time snarls forward and silence drops down, like measured thought.
Because you don't learn anything unless you can find the patience to read. TV takes that away from you. It robs you from your mind.
The 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?
A couple of them were school beauty-queen pretty while a few were that more real-looking type. A realer kind of pretty.
All four of us were young and undaunted and our smiles were so strong that it made me smile even then on the couch, with a kind of loss.
... tried praying for him ...but I couldn't. I just couldn't. Don't ask me why. I hoped that he was okay, but I couldn't summon the strength to pray for it.
The city was dark except for the building lights that seemed to appear like sores - like bandaids had been ripped off to expose the city's skin.
One good punch from Rube on me would send the sky into my head and the clouds into my lungs. I just always tried to stay up.
Awkward.That's exactly how it was when we walked over to our sister and stood on each side of her, looking at her and feeling things and not knowing what to do.
The word maybe was beginning to annoy me, because the only thing that was fixed was that maybe would be with me forever.
I 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.
When you looked out my window you could see the whole city crouched under a blanket of car smog.