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Smilla's Sense of Snow Smilla's Sense of Snow by Peter Høeg
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“To want to understand is an attempt to recapture something we have lost.”
Peter Høeg, Smilla's Sense of Snow
“Do you know what the mathematical expression is for longing? ... The negative numbers. The formalization of the feeling that you are missing something.”
Peter Høeg, Smilla's Sense of Snow
“I feel the same way about solitude as some people feel about the blessing of the church. It's the light of grace for me. I never close my door behind me without the awareness that I am carrying out an act of mercy toward myself.”
Peter Høeg, Smilla's Sense of Snow
“When my mother didn't come back I realized that any moment could be the last. Nothing in life should simply be a passage from one place to another. Each walk should be taken as if it is the only thing you have left. You can demand something like this of yourself as an unattainable ideal. After that, you have to remind yourself about it every time you're sloppy about something. For me that means 250 times a day.”
Peter Høeg, Smilla's Sense of Snow
“Falling in love has been greatly overrated. Falling in love consists of 45 percent fear of not being accepted, 45 percent manic hope that this time the fear will be put to shame and a modest 10 percent frail awareness of the possibility of love.
I don't fall in love any more. Just like I don't get the mumps.”
Peter Høeg, Smilla's Sense of Snow
tags: love
“There is one way to understand another culture. Living it. Move into it, ask to be tolerated as a guest, learn the language. At some point understanding may come. It will always be wordless. The moment you grasp what is foreign, you will lose the urge to explain it. To explain a phenomenon is to distance yourself from it.”
Peter Høeg, Smilla's Sense of Snow
“Maybe it's wrong when we remember breakthroughs to our own being as something that occurs in discrete, extraordinary moments. Maybe falling in love, the piercing knowledge that we ourselves will someday die, and the love of snow are in reality not some sudden events; maybe they were always present. Maybe they never completely vanish, either.”
Peter Høeg, Smilla's Sense of Snow
“We think there are limits to the dimensions of fear. Until we encounter the unknown. Then we can all feel boundless amounts of terror.”
Peter Høeg, Smilla's Sense of Snow
“There's a look of mischief in his eyes. 'Smilla. Why is it that such an elegant and petite girl like you has such a rough voice.'
I'm sorry,' I say, 'if I give you the impression that it is only my mouth that's rough. I do my best to be rough all over.”
Peter Høeg, Smilla's Sense of Snow
“Some thoughts have glue on them.----Smilla”
Peter Høeg, Smilla's Sense of Snow
“Confronted with people who have power, and who enjoy using it, I turn into a different person, a baser and meaner one.”
Peter Høeg, Smilla's Sense of Snow
“There are mornings when it feels as if you rise up to the surface through a mud bath. With your feet stuck in a block of cement. When you know that you’ve expired in the night and have nothing to be happy about except the fact that at least you’ve already died so they can’t transplant your lifeless organs.”
Peter Høeg, Smilla's Sense of Snow
“Grief is a gift, something you have to earn.”
Peter Hoeg, Smilla's Sense of Snow
“Es gibt nur eine Art und Weise, eine andere Kultur zu verstehen. Sie zu leben. In sie einzuziehen, darum zu bitten, als Gast geduldet zu werden, die Sprache zu lernen. Irgendwann kommt dann vielleicht das Verständnis. Es wird dann immer wortlos sein. In dem Moment, in dem man das Fremde begreift, verliert man den Drang, es zu erklären. Ein Phänomen erklären heißt, sich davon entfernen.”
Peter Høeg, Smilla's Sense of Snow
“Nothing corrupts like happiness. It makes us think that since we share this moment, we can also share the past.”
Peter Høeg, Smilla's Sense of Snow
“No one who has lived side by side with animals that have plenty of room can ever visit the zoo.”
Peter Høeg, Smilla's Sense of Snow
“The body's pain is so paper-thin and insignificant compared to that of the mind.”
Peter Hoeg, Smilla's Sense of Snow
tags: pain
“Whining is a virus, a lethal, infectious, epidemic disease.”
Peter Hoeg, Smilla's Sense of Snow
“With age I have voluntarily chosen certain limitations. I don't have the energy to start over again. To learn new skills or fight my own personality or figure out diesel engines.”
Peter Høeg, Smilla's Sense of Snow
“It's a phenomenon that I've often observed without understanding it. Inside someone another person can exist, a fully formed, generous, and trustworthy individual who never comes to light except in glimpses, because he is surrounded by a corrupt, dyed-in-the-wool, repeat offender.”
Peter Hoeg, Smilla's Sense of Snow
“The cookies combine butter and spices in such a way that you could eat a hundred of them and only realize how sick you are after it's too late.”
Peter Høeg, Smilla's Sense of Snow
“I've had the privilege of learning foreign languages. Instead of merely speaking a watered-down form of my mother tongue, like most people, I'm also helpless in two or three other languages.”
Peter Høeg, Smilla's Sense of Snow
“Cantor illustrated the concept of infinity for his students by telling them that there was once a man who had a hotel with an infinite number of rooms, and the hotel was fully occupied. Then one more guest arrived. So the owner moved the guest in room number 1 into room number 2; the guest in room number 2 into number 3; the guest in 3 into room 4, and so on. In that way room number 1 became vacant for the new guest.

What delights me about this story is that everyone involved, the guests and the owner, accept it as perfectly natural to carry out an infinite number of operations so that one guest can have peace and quiet in a room of his own. That is a great tribute to solitude.”
Peter Hoeg, Smilla's Sense of Snow
“As far as I'm concerned, you could send all the cars in the world through a compactor and shoot them out through the stratosphere and put them in orbit around Mars. Except, of course, the taxis that have to be at my disposal when I need them.”
Peter Høeg, Smilla's Sense of Snow
“Maybe I should give up and go back the way I came. But I stay. I detest fear. I hate being scared. There is only one path to fearlessness. It’s the one that leads into the mysterious center of the terror.”
Peter Høeg, Smilla's Sense of Snow
“Falling in love has been greatly overrated. Falling in love consists of forty-five per cent fear of not being accepted and forty-five per cent manic hope that this time the fear will be put to shame, and a modest ten per cent frail awareness of the possibility of love. [...]
Falling in love is a form of madness. Closely related to hatred, coldness, resentment, intoxication, and suicide.”
Peter Høeg, Smilla's Sense of Snow
“Влюбванията са силно преувеличени. Влюбванията се състоят от 45 процента ужас, че ще ни отхвърлят, 45 процента маниакална надежда, че точно този път ужасът ще излезе неоправдан, и още десет жалки процента призрачно чувство за възможна любов.”
Peter Høeg, Smilla's Sense of Snow
“Every theoretical explanation is a reduction of intuition.”
Peter Høeg, Smilla's Sense of Snow
“If you consider all the unpleasantness you encounter while you're alive, it seems improbable that it would all come to an end simply because you're dead.”
Peter Hoeg, Smilla w Labirintach Sniegu: Miss Smilla's Feeling for Snow
“There in bed, happiness comes over me. Not like something that belongs to me, but like a wheel of fire rolling through the room and the world.”
Peter Høeg, Smilla's Sense of Snow

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