The book thief, again.

(Other perspectives) symmetric

I am haunted by humans. 

Death – The book thief – Markus Zusak

For about an hour now, I have been writing and deleting my review blog of The book thief, because as always, I could never actually find a way to explain or even tell it in an appropriate way that can actually express how much I love it and how deep its meaning. I would try that some other day, because this book is brilliant. 

I wanted to explain that I am constantly overestimating and underestimating the human race—that rarely do I ever simply estimate it. I wanted to ask her how the same thing could be so ugly and so glorious, and its words and stories so damning and brilliant.


Briefly, everybody should read it… That’s it. The best one ever.