The Book Thief by Markus Zusak
This book first caught my attention a few years ago when I saw it was on the Barnes & Noble Top 10 list for weeks at a time. I didn’t really look into it, but added it to my ongoing list [located in Gmail drafts =D] of books to check out. Fast forward to about 2 months ago when my roommate Jamie offered her copy of ‘The Book Theif’ to me to read when I asked for reading suggestions. It sat on my shelf for a few weeks, but I finally got around to it about 3 weeks ago – and haven’t been able to stop thinking about it until just a few moments ago when I finished it and I know it will be mind fodder for quite a while.
Without giving too much away, the novel is narrated by Death and he is telling the story of Liesel, a young German girl during World War 2. It follows her life during this historical period, giving a unique view of life in Germany at this time and introducing the reader to her unforgettable foster parents, her ever-present neighborhood friend Rudy, Isla Hermann and her vast library and to the reason why Liesel becomes known as the book thief. I’m not sure how to explain the draw of the book, other than that Death is a fascinatingly quirky narrator and your find yourself being drawn into the story and into the various characters’ stories in such a way that you’re actually sad when the book has to end.
I highly recommend this book to everybody who likes a compelling and unforgettable story, even if you don’t like reading as much as I do.
–Like most misery, it started with apparent happiness.
–Whispering adults hardly inspire(d) confidence.
–Humans like to watch a little destruction. Sand castles, houses of cards, that’s where they begin. Their great skill is their capacity to escalate.
–Proof again of the contradictory human being. So much good, so much evil. Just add water.
–Competence was attractive.