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All the best ones went. We were left with the lesser ones. It's always like that in war.
'I love you,' I tell her.
'That's a terrible thing to say to a girl,' she replies
What are the old for, if not to envy the young?
Perhaps this is an illusion all lovers have about themselves: that they escape both category and description.
Caroline siterer The only story av Julian Barnes (side 1)
14:23, 21. august 2020 Ingen har det som favoritt.
Would you rather love the more, and suffer the more; or love the less, and suffer the less? That is, I think, finally, the only real question.
When I kissed him, it was like jumping off the top of a cliff, every time.
Suddenly, the space between us felt very small.
'We were close' said Lorna softly. 'Very. And then we weren't.'
Love's just too painful a secret to keep.
This is what he does. He makes stories into weapons.
In that split-second I felt she had seen everything. Me, him, the space between us.
We knew we were too young for our bodies.
Caroline siterer Gun Love av Jennifer Clement (side 121)
01:22, 23. juli 2020 Ingen har det som favoritt.
I thought, If I speak, all this will be true. I knew the words spoken would turn into the truth lived.
Caroline siterer Gun Love av Jennifer Clement (side 120)
01:21, 23. juli 2020 Ingen har det som favoritt.
I was so grateful that my heart beat by itself because I knew I would never be able to make it work if I had to do it. My heart's independent beats, beats that worked no matter what terrible thing had happened, made me feel tenderness toward my body and my insignificant life.
Caroline siterer Gun Love av Jennifer Clement (side 61)
01:18, 23. juli 2020 Ingen har det som favoritt.
He gave me two cigarettes and said, Go on girl, set yourself on fire.
Caroline siterer Gun Love av Jennifer Clement (side 74)
01:18, 23. juli 2020 Ingen har det som favoritt.
I believe in love at first sight. Be careful what you look at.
Caroline siterer Gun Love av Jennifer Clement (side 23)
01:16, 23. juli 2020 Ingen har det som favoritt.
I understood everyone was walking around with secrets and broken bones and hurtful words that could not be washed away with soap.
My mother was a cup of sugar. You could borrow her anytime.
Caroline siterer The unwomanly face of war av Svetlana Alexievich
13:41, 17. juli 2020 Ingen har det som favoritt.
I try to understand, how was it possible to survive amid this endless experience of dying?
Caroline siterer The unwomanly face of war av Svetlana Alexievich
13:39, 17. juli 2020 Ingen har det som favoritt.
Each time the truth is unbearable.
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