"It's just a small story really, about, among other things: a girl, some words, an accordionist, some fanatical Germans, a Jewish fist fighter, and quite a lot of thievery...."
I don't really know what to say about this book that hasn't already been said very eloquently and enthusiastically by others, such as booklogged, Les, Heather, bookfool and no doubt others. But I can say that like Death, the unusual narrator, who claims he is "haunted by humans", this is a haunting, moving story. The characters came alive so vividly, I couldn't help but be drawn into their lives. Full of unique, imaginative language,
"The soft-spoken words fell off the side of the bed, emptying to the floor like powder."it was compelling reading. A beautiful book about the power of words, and the "ability of books to feed the soul."
"This time, his voice was like a fist, freshly banged on the table."
"Liesel's blood had dried inside of her. It crumbled. She almost broke into pieces on the steps."
My Rating: 4.5/5