The Book Thief
APRIL 16, 2013. I just finished reading my second novel this summer—The Book Thief.
I haven’t had a more cerebral reading of this book but from what I understood, The Book Thief offers a different perspective during the dark times in Nazi Germany where Jews are enslaved, tortured, and killed. The author, Mark Zusak, showed how Germans actually hid their Jewish friends to save them from eventual damnation, thus, also putting themselves in grave danger.
The Book Thief also puts emphasis on the importance of words in Nazi Germany where words destroys and kills.
“There would be punishment and pain, and there would be happiness, too. That was writing.”
“The sun stirs the earth. Around and around, it stirs us, like stew.”
You don’t get to choose if you get hurt in this world, old man, but you do have some say in who hurts you. I like my choices. I hope she likes hers.
The real heroes anyway aren’t the people doing things, the real heroes are the people NOTICING things, paying attention.
…and it occurred to me that the voracious ambition of humans is never sated by the dreams coming true, because there is always the thought that anything might be done better and again.
But I thought of my father teling me that the universe wants to be noticed. But what we want is to be noticed by the universe, to have the universe give a shit to what happens to us—as individuals.
‘So dawn goes down to day. Nothing gold can stay.’
Without pain, we couldn’t enjoy pain.
You get all these friends when you don’t need friends anymore.