Markus Zusak Quotes

When death captures me," the boy vowed, "he will feel my fist in his face." (31.26)

Against you I will fling myself, unvanquished and unyielding, O Death!

That is the ultimate power, to stare death in the face and be unafraid.

It is vain for the coward to flee; death follows close behind; it is only by defying it that the brave escape.

He who does not fear death cares naught for threats.

I'm different. I have a different constitution, I have a different brain, I have a different heart. I got tiger blood, man. Dying's for fools, dying's for amateurs.

You must not fear death, my lads; defy him, and you drive him into the enemy's ranks.

I wasn’t highly decorated. The highly decorated men are dead.

EVEN THOUGH I'M MARKED FOR DEATH, I'MA SPARK TILL I LOSE MY BREATH

This isn’t the first time I’ve faced death, and I don’t intend for it to be the last,” I said, repeating the same words he’d told me before fighting in that fateful duel. “I’ve chosen to live a dangerous life, but it’s who I am, and that wouldn’t change even if we’d never met.

Do not go gentle into the good night. Old age should burn and rage at close of day.

A life of action and danger moderates the dread of death. It not only gives us fortitude to bear pain, but teaches us at every step the precarious tenure on which we hold our present being.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightning they Do not go gentle into that good night.

To have arrived at the truth means that one no longer fears death. For death and truth are similar in that they both require a great courage if one wishes to face them.

Die without me if you will. Live for me if you dare.

This wasn't any mere song and dance; here was a bold, blaring declaration howling itself into the empty face of death.

I'm not afraid of death. Death's afraid of me.

Sometimes it isn't fighting that's brave, its facing the death you know is coming.

Men will not always die quietly.

What can they suffer that do not fear to die?

She now knew her death was inevitable, and with that acceptance came liberation. The courage of the condemned.

And as to you Death, and you bitter hug of mortality, it is idle to try to alarm me.

A life of action and danger moderates the dread of death.

They can't hurt me. Sure, they can crush you and kill you. They can lay you out on 42nd and Broadway and put hoses on you and flush you in the sewers and put you on the subway and carry you out to Coney island and bury you on the Ferris wheel. But I refuse to sit here and worry about dying.