“My thoughts are stars I cannot fathom into constellations.”
I said this in my review of Looking for Alaska, and I'm saying it again: We all know how t“My thoughts are stars I cannot fathom into constellations.”
I said this in my review of Looking for Alaska, and I'm saying it again: We all know how these stories end.
There's no sugarcoating it. Life is cruel, and time slips from our fingers way to soon. And the worst thing was the hope. Trust me, I'm hardly an optimist that believes all will be well if we just sit around and hope it gets better, but even though I knew what was coming, and everyone did, I still had a spark of hope that a miracle will happen, that it would just all be fine in the end. But good books don't end that way, do they? I'll tell you one thing about good books. They don't have a happy ending. Now, you may disagree with me on this, and that is you choice and your taste, and I'm not saying everything has to fall apart and become the end of the world for it to make a good book, but nothing is more infuriating to me than a perfect ending. It's the fact that it doesn't even get near reality that bothers me. Those things belong in fairy tales. In real life, things go wrong, and your world turns around in a couple of seconds and there is no way to stop it. It's the books that tell you how to deal with these things that are the best. The ones that make you rethink everything that is happening around you. The ones that change you.
In my review of Looking for Alaska, I also said that that is the kind of book I want to write. My opinion is no different with The Fault in Our Stars. ...more
“If a guy like you can stand up and do what you did, then maybe everyone can. Maybe everyone can live beyond what they're capable of.”
I finished thi“If a guy like you can stand up and do what you did, then maybe everyone can. Maybe everyone can live beyond what they're capable of.”
I finished this book in a day. A day. I am extremely proud of myself, I dare say. Only books that are truly amazing and magical can keep you enchanted for so long that you forget not only the whole world around you, but also the need to eat, drink or sleep. And I even had time to go to the mall! The only time I finished a book this fast was when I was reading Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix. And that's one of my favorite books of all time (finished in a day and a half - 850 pages).
This work just proves that Markus Zusak is a true genius. He has a way of making you believe in something with the mere power of words. And I adored this book from the first page to the last, in a completely different way. It didn't get me excited over a fight with a dragon, it didn't make me shed tears over a sappy love story, it made me believe. It made me believe that there is good in the world. That a small deed that may seam ridiculously unimportant to you, can mean the whole world to somebody else. And that a true act of kindness is always done from afar.
Though it is a good feeling to get some recognition. To quote Oscar Wilde:
“The nicest feeling in the world is to do a good deed anonymously-and have somebody find out.”
But as I'm sure you already know, it always comes to the ones that deserve it.
“No good deed goes unpunished.”
Ed Kennedy has been so ignorant that he didn't even see what was happening before his own eyes. Why did one of his friends never care for a thing? Why did the other save huge amounts of money, even if it meant driving in a real crap car? And I'm not exaggerating: the thing took about twelve tries for it to start running. And why did the third refuse to even think of love, and be loved in return? And also, what the hell is going to do with his Goddamn life? So, just to spice up the daily routine, he decides to stop a bank robbery. Smart move... Yeah, right. But that is how he gets his first Ace. And on it, three addresses. That is how Ed starts to learn what life truly tastes. He gets to know who he really is, helping others, sometimes making a free beer party, sending them empty shoe boxes, or beating the hell out of them.
This story started in a fun, light way that would make you think: "Hey, this is gonna be a great way to pass the time." It didn't promise any great revelations, any secret messages, any reasons for you to use your head, but it turned into something beautifully, terrifyingly amazing. It made me think.
This was definitely one of those books that never leave you the same as you were when you started it. They take you, and they teach you some of the most important things of all. Something they don't teach you at school. Something you have to taste yourself. ...more
"A SMALL PIECE OF TRUTH I do not carry a sickle or scythe. I only wear a hooded black robe when it's cold. And I don't have those skull-like facial fe"A SMALL PIECE OF TRUTH I do not carry a sickle or scythe. I only wear a hooded black robe when it's cold. And I don't have those skull-like facial features you seem to enjoy pinning on me from a distance. You want to know what I truly look like? I'll help you out. Find yourself a mirror while I continue."
I finished this book with tears in my eyes.
I'm that kind of person that can talk for ages about what and how much they disliked a book or movie, but when I actually come across something good, something really, really amazing, I am left completely and perfectly speechless. So talking about this book will be pretty tiring.
Let me start by praising the originality of this true piece of art. Only a true genius with a quill can come up with something so fascinating as making Death the narrator of the story. And that's only where it starts. From stealing books from frozen graveyards to the coolest weather reports ever, this book made me laugh, and, obviously, it made me cry. I was intrigued by the way the author saw what words are capable off. Yes, words truly are our most dangerous weapons. They can enchant us into believing anything, they can leave eternal scars on our hearts that never fade.
The characters were fantastically developed. I either fell in love or despised each character moments after it was introduced, with a few exceptions, of course. Liesel, only after a few pages, became one of my favorite female characters of all time, right next to Katniss and Hermione, though she is so different from them, so special in her own way. I loved Hans for his infinite kindness, and because he reminded me a bit of my own dad. Rosa reminds me of my math teacher (who I despise greatly), but I still felt she was one of my favorite characters. I loved Rudy for his lemon hair and the fact that he has to stick his nose everywhere. I wish I had a best friend like that, and I wish he had gotten to taste the kiss he wanted for years, before it was too late. And finally, Max. Out of all the characters, I am incredibly grateful to the author for creating a man named Max Vandenburg. Throughout the whole story, the moments Liesel spent with him were my favorites. The stories he wrote for her were beautiful, and after all the suffering, and all that time, he still searched for her with wandering eyes, trying to find his great friend, his word shaker. “Often I wish this would all be over, Liesel, but then somehow you do something like walk down the basement steps with a snowman in your hands.”
The only thing I didn't like was that it was really predictable. Even the author told us straight forward what was going to happen himself. I always loved the surprise effect in books, and I didn't get it this time. If I hadn't known what was going to happen, I think there would be a real waterfall coming out of my eyes, instead of a few drops forming in the corners.
Wow, well that was longer than I expected it to be. All in all, I adored this book,it's originality, it's terror, it's happiness. It was a beautiful journey that will be hard to forget.
“She says nothing at all, but simply stares upward into the dark sky and watches, with sad eyes, the slow dance of the infinite stars.”
Once I finishe“She says nothing at all, but simply stares upward into the dark sky and watches, with sad eyes, the slow dance of the infinite stars.”
Once I finished this book, I felt literally as if I were flying. I always thought that, the more you read, you learn just a little more about yourself. That's what this book did for me. It was filled with adventure, imagination, love, courage, and what else not! It was simply beautiful. The writing was so unique, and I found myself on the edge of my seat, flipping through pages rapidly, because every one held a new surprise. In the end, when I read the last few words, I did something so impulsively that even I myself don't know why I did it. I closed the book, and I kissed it. It brought me so much, it taught me of adventure, and love. It deserves all the praise in the world. ...more