The Day I Fell For Zusak

I just found myself in Markus Zusak. No kidding.
Zusak got to me with words. He speaks almost everything I want to write, or not write. He speaks silence that I wanted to utter so long ago. He knows the exact words to tear at my heart, to touch my depth.

The Book Thief got to me more than any other book I ever read did. It actually made me read more and appreciate books and words more. It also made me always remember that silence is a great companion when words are devoid of meaning.

I still haven't finished I am The Messenger. I'm loving it so far. Zusak always knows how to relate the protagonist to books and reading. He must connect the two together, perhaps because he sees that a person in a novel must have something for novels. Maybe.

I love you, Zusak!

“Like most misery, it started with apparent happiness.”
The Book Thief

“I have hated words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right.”
The Book Thief

“Sometimes you read a book so special that you want to carry it around with you for months after you've finished just to stay near it.”

“Imagine smiling after a slap in the face. Then think of doing it twenty-four hours a day.”
The Book Thief

“Even death has a heart.”
The Book Thief

“I want words at my funeral. But I guess that means you need life in your life.”
The Book Thief

“I think she ate a salad and some soup.
And loneliness.
She ate that, too. ”
I am the Messenger

“Believe it or not--it takes a lot of love to hate you like this.”
I am the Messenger

“It's not a big thing, but I guess it's true--big things are often just small things that are noticed.”
I am the Messenger

“My arms are killing me.
I didn't know words could be so heavy.”
I am the Messenger

“No, I'm not a saint, Sophie. I'm just another stupid human.”
I am the Messenger

“She soon says, "You're my best friend, Ed."
You can kill a man with those words.
No gun.
No bullets.
Just words and a girl.”
I am the Messenger

“Only in today's sick society can a man be persecuted for reading too many books.”
I am the Messenger

“I realize that nothing belongs to her anymore and she belongs to everything.”
I am the Messenger


ibhog | May 26, 2012 at 11:42 PM

Interesting :)

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