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Oh crucified Christ, Rudy…I watched the contents of his soul for a moment and saw a black-painted boy calling the name Jesse Owens as he ran through an imaginary tape. I saw him hip-deep in some icy water, chasing a book, and I saw a boy lying in bed, imagining how a kiss would taste from his glorious next-door neighbor. He does something to me, that boy. Every time. It’s his only detriment. He steps on my heart. He makes me cry.
Markus Zusak, The Book Thief (via ryannthelyon)
-Kiss Him, Liesel- by *Peibee-an-Jay
“He does something to me, that boy. Every time. It’s his only detriment. He steps on my heart. He makes me cry.”
s t a r r y ♡ e y e d on We Heart It. http://weheartit.com/entry/22911236
The Book Thief - The Standover Man
I’ll tell you a story of a girl who steals words like jewels. She steals them for a fist-fighter with feathers for hair; for a charcoal-faced boy who sprints for a kiss; for a silver-eyed accordion player who rolls cigarettes like prayers. She keeps them in the library of her memory, with her brother’s cough and her mother’s hair; with tall silhouettes of standover men; with the Fuhrer. This is The Gravedigger’s Handbook, The Shoulder Shrug, chalked words on a basement wall. This is a song in the dark.
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Max Vandenburg by me (palnk), from The Book Thief _ by Markus Zusak
The Standover Man by Max Vandenburg
All my life, I’ve been scared of men standing over me. I suppose my first standover man was my father, but he vanished before I could remember him. For some reason when I was a boy, I liked to fight a lot. A lot of the time I lost. Another boy, sometimes with blood falling from his nose, would be standing over me.
Many years later, I needed to hide. I tried not to sleep because I was afraid of who might be there when I woke up. But I was lucky. It was always my friend.
When I was hiding, I dreamed of a certain man. The hardest was when I traveled to find him. Out of sheer luck and many footsteps, I made it. I slept there for a long time. Three days, they told me… and what did I find when I woke up? Not a man, but someone else, standing over me.
As time passed by, the girl and I realized we had things in common. But there is one strange thing. The girl says I look like something else.
Now I live in a basement. Bad dreams still live in my sleep. One night, after my usual nightmare, a shadow stood above me. She said, “Tell me what you dream of.” So I did. In return, she explained what her own dreams were made of. Now I think we are friends, this girl and me. On her birthday, it was she who gave a gift - to me.
It makes me understand that the best standover man I’ve ever known is not a man at all…
I randomly found this graphic on a Google search for anything related to The Book Thief. I couldn’t figure out who made it, but I would love to be able to credit the author, because this is so gorgeous. If anyone knows who made this, let me know!
There were stars; they burned my eyes
Max Vandenburg - The Book Thief (via et-cet-ruh)
have i found you, flightless bird?
a word shaker and a jewish fist-fighter. ♥ sorry about the wonky anatomy.
Book Thief - Liesel and Rudy by ~pebbled
He was the crazy one who had painted himself black and defeated the world.