Beartown (Beartown, #1)

by Fredrik Backman

“The only thing the sport gives us are moments. But what the hell is life, Peter, apart from moments?”

I fell in love with sports and literature at the same time, around 4 or 5 years old, because I figured out that these were the two things that could most easily help me escape the real world. And they work the same way, they’re both gone in an instant. They’re only here and now. And then you’re on to the next one, chasing the next emotion or experience. Sometimes I get overwhelmed by the sadness of that, the feeling that “there’s nothing eternal and therefore no meaning to it,” but this part of the book is about me telling myself that…well…that’s the whole point, stupid. Moments. That’s all we get. Grab on and hang in.