The Book Thief

I finally got around to this book, and it was well worth the many times I heard about it in praised tones. It has some of the most beautiful and unique prose I've ever had the grace to read. I fell in love with the characters and was torn apart again and again by the devastating lives they led. I know that this review has been written down by countless others, this is one of the most impactful books ever written. But when you read something, this awe-inspiring, you can't help but marvel. War is horrible and deplorable; we've been fed that monolouge our entire lives. But this was one of the first times I read from citizens' lives, people who just want to LIVE. I don't think I'll find many if any novels that can capture this in such splendid and dark ways. I thought on many occasions while reading how a human being could have come up with such a masterpiece. A book with so much interwoven and stitched together. So many things make it stand out, how the chapters are set up, that it's narrated by death, and the emotional and descriptive prose, the entire book is a patchwork of creativity and brilliance, and I was happy to be part of it for the last week. THIS IS WHAT YA CAN BE. YA does not mean that you can have cookie-cutter characters with a boring plotline.

The Book Thief will be remembered for hundreds of years, of that we can be sure.