The Book Thief

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  1. Crabtownboy

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    This is a beautifully written story narrated by death and is about the life of Liesel Meminger, a young girl growing up in a foster home in Nazi Germany during World War II. Death is not shown as a grim reaper, but as a tired and, to me, compassionate character; tired of collecting human souls and tired of the folly of humans and yet astounded by their resilient nature.

    Two quotes from the character Death:

    "I wanted to tell the book thief many things, about beauty and brutality, but what could I tell her about those things that she didn't already know? 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. None of those things, however, came out of my mouth. All I was able to do was turn to Liesel Meminger and tell her the only truth I truly know. I said it to the book thief and I say it now to you. I am haunted by humans."

    "I carried [Rudy] softly through the broken street...with him I tried a little harder [at comforting]. I watched the contents of his soul for a moment and saw a black-painted boy calling the name Jesse Owens as he ran through an imaginary tape. I saw him hip-deep in some icy water, chasing a book, and I saw a boy lying in bed, imagining how a kiss would taste from his glorious next-door neighbor. He does something to me, that boy. Every time. It's his only detriment. He steps on my heart. He makes me cry."

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