Death Quote by Markus Zusak — Inspiring Words on Life, Love & Wisdom

“The scribbled signature black, onto the blinding global white, onto the thick soupy red.”

“***HERE IS A SMALL FACT***”

“Summer came.”

“Death's Diary: 1942 -”

“Grimly, she realized that clocks don't make a sound that even remotely resembles ticking, tocking. It was more the sound of a hammer, upside down, hacking methodically at the earth. It was the sound of a grave.”

“The bombs were coming-and so was I.”

“It was an indulgence, learning last words. Other people had chocolate; I had dying declarations.”

“If you're thinking of calling on that Mrs. Pentstemmon, you can save yourself the trouble. The old biddy's dead.”

“So, sweeting, why were you threatening to throw Tate out of the house? What did he say?”

“Ah, Momma. I had never looked at death before, peered into its yawning chasm for the face of a beloved. For days my mind staggered out of balance. I reeled on a precipice of knowledge that even if I were rich enough to travel all over the world, I would never find Momma. If I were as good as God’s angels and as pure as the Mother of Christ, I could never have Momma’s rough slow hands pat my cheek or braid my hair.”

“Summer came.”

“As I apologized to her a flicker of panic raced through me and then faded away. There wasn't enough life left in me to panic. I'd made a mistake and I was dying. Apparently not even a Speck afterlife was available to me. I'd simply stop being. Apparently I hadn't died correctly. Oops.”