Books (re)read In 2018 The Book Thief By Markus Zusak

books (re)read in 2018 — the book thief by markus zusak

I wanted to tell the book thief many things, about beauty and brutality. But what could I tell her about those things that she didn’t already know? I wanted to explain that I am constantly overestimating and underestimating the human race-that rarely do I ever simply estimate it. I wanted to ask her how the same thing could be so ugly and so glorious, and its words and stories so damning and brilliant.

books read in 2018 → the song of achilles by madeline miller

I will never leave him. It will be this, always, for as long as he will let me. If I had had words to speak such a thing, I would have. But there were none that seemed big enough for it, to hold that swelling truth. As if he had heard me, he reached for my hand. I did not need to look; his fingers were etched into my memory, slender and petal-veined, strong and quick and never wrong. “Patroclus,” he said. He was always better with words than I.

You have not grown old, and it is not too late

To dive into your increasing depths

Where life calmly gives out its own secrets.

- Rainer Maria Rilke, Rilke’s Book of Hours: Love Poems to God

the secret history but every time Richard thinks something super gay it gets faster

S I X  O F  C R O W S   →   KINGS & QUEENS

He grinned at her, his smile sudden and jarring as a thunderclap, his eyes the near-black of bitter coffee. “We’ll be kings and queens, Inej. Kings and queens.”

“I — so imperfect, so weak, so unspeakably lonely.”

— Virginia Woolf, from The Waves