Karla

“There was a level on which I believed that what had happened remained reversible”
― Joan Didion, The Year of Magical Thinking

“there are places in the world where real life is still happening, far away from here, in a pre-Hitler Europe, where hundreds of lights are lit every evening, ladies and gentlemen gather to drink coffee with cream in oak-panelled rooms, or sit comfortably in splendid coffee-houses under gilt chandeliers, stroll arm in arm to the opera or the ballet, observe from close-up the lives of great artists, passionate love affairs, broken hearts, the painter’s girlfriend falling in love with his best friend the composer, and going out at midnight bareheaded in the rain to stand alone on the ancient bridge whose reflection trembles in the river. *”
― Amos Oz, A Tale of Love and Darkness

“There is no freedom about this: the world gives, and you just take what you're given, with no opportunity to choose.”
― Amos Oz, A Tale of Love and Darkness

“I remember his eyes. They are just like mine. Every time I look in the mirror I see him. I try not to look at my self too much.”
― Ida Løkås, Det fine som flyter forbi