Slowly peel away all the extraneous layers. There are tracks and marks left at every crime scene, like shadows of the event itself. That’s what you have to find.
Call. I spent the next few hours playing poker with myself. It’s the saddest expression of loneliness I know. I never feel more overwhelmed by weariness and unhappiness than when I’m trying to win mon...
We’re not allowed to learn to die,’ Jansson said. ‘What do you mean?’ ‘In the past death was a part of life. Now it’s completely separate. I remember I was six years old when my grandmother died. Her...
We’re living as if we were in mourning for a lost paradise, he thought. As if we longed for the car thieves and safecrackers of the old days, who doffed their caps and behaved like gentlemen when we c...
We live in an age when the mice are hunting the cats...nobody knows who are the mice and who the cats.
We go through life with one foot in a rose garden and the other on quick sand, he thought. - (Kurt)
There is a special kind of beauty that manifests itself only in the faces of very old women. Their furrowed skin contains all the marks and memories imprinted by a life lived. Old women whose bodies t...
The skerry was resting in the sea. It was like being in a cradle, or on a deathbed, he thought. All the voices hidden in the cliff were whispering. Even rocks have memories, as do waves and breakers....
The great Danish-Norwegian author Aksel Sandemose once said, liberally translated, the only things worth writing about are love and murder.
Questa è la Svezia, aveva pensato. In apparenza è tutto chiaro e pulito, i nostri aeroporti sono costruiti in modo accogliente e razionale. Non vi sono angoli bui, tutto è visibile, nessuno finge di e...
I couldn’t feel the unreserved joy I should be experiencing, which worried me. Why did I carry my emotions as if they were a burden?
Even
Each person searches for the most beautiful jump which will be the final before leaving this world.
At a time which seemed to him as far distant as the dim and distant past of his ancestors, his father, Okumana, the man who could make better spear tips than anyone else, had explained to him that the...
A few minutes later he returned, shaking his head. It must have been Björk’s private map, he said. I couldn’t find it. Call the bookseller and wake him up, said Wallander. I want a map here now. Are y...
Para millones de personas del planeta es un lujo inaccesible poder sacar tiempo para pensar.
Юел често се питаше как всъщност заспива. Представяше си, че в него обикаля малко човече и гаси разни свещи, докато настъпи пълен мрак.
На този свят малко неща са позволени. Не се разрешава да ходиш с различни обувки, да живееш в стара ковачница и да гледаш вътре кокошки. И въпреки това аз го правя. На никого не преча. А и нали съм лу...
In a rash moment he decided to lie his way to the truth. If he wasn't mistaken, Ellen Magnusson had had very little experience with the police. She would assume that they searched for the truth by bei...
Impossible planning, strange priorities and a continual lack of information.