Category: bookquotes

‘You used to be only two colors. Maybe three, on good days,’ Laurel said, as if she were drawing me in crayon. ‘Now you’re all of them.’

‘Now you listen to me,’ says Ove calmly while he carefully closes the door. ‘You’ve given birth to two children and quite soon will be squeezing out a third. You’ve come here from a land far away and most likely you fled war and persecution and all sorts of other nonsense. You’ve learned a new language and got yourself an education and you’re holding together a family of obvious incompetents. And I’ll be damned if I’ve seen you afraid of a single bloody thing in this world before now….I’m not asking for brain surgery. I’m asking you to drive a car. It’s got an accelerator, a brake and a clutch. Some of the greatest twits in world history have sorted out how it works. And you will as well.’ And then he utters seven words, which Parvaneh will always remember as the loveliest compliment he’ll ever give her. ‘Because you are not a complete twit.’

You miss the strangest things when you lose someone. Little things. Smiles. The way she turned over in her sleep. Even repainting a room for her.

You only need one ray of light to chase all the shadows away

He went through life with his hands firmly shoved into his pockets. She danced

And time is a curious thing. Most of us only live for the time that lies right ahead of us. A few days, weeks, years. One of the most painful moments in a person’s life probably comes with the insight that an age has been reached when there is more to look back on than ahead. And when time no longer lies ahead of one, other things have to be lived for. Memories, perhaps.

Men are what they are because of what they do. Not what they say

Ove had never been asked how he lived before he met her. But if anyone had asked him, he would have answered that he didn’t.

She just smiled, said that she loved books more than anything, and started telling him excitedly what each of the ones in her lap was about. And Ove realised that he wanted to hear her talking about the things she loved for the rest of his life.

We always think there’s enough time to do things with other people. Time to say things to them. And then something happens and then we stand there holding on to words like ‘if’