“Loving someone is like moving into a house. At first you fall in love with all the new things, amazed every morning that all this belongs to you, as if fearing that someone would suddenly come in rushing through the door to explain that a terrible mistake has been made-- you weren't actually supposed to live in a wonderful place like this. Then, over the years the walls become weathered, the wood splinters here and there. And you start to love that house, not so much because of all its perfection, but rather for its imperfections.” LoveHomeHouse Author:Frederik Backman, A Man Called Ove
“It was as if he didn't want other people to talk to him. He was afraid that their chattering voices would drown out the memory of her voice.” LoveLossGriefMemoryVoices Author:Frederik Backman, A Man Called Ove
“Every human being needs to know what she's fighting for, that was what they said. And she fought for what was good, for the children she never had. And Ove fought for her, because that was the only thing in this world he really knew.” LoveChildrenFighting For Author:Frederik Backman, A Man Called Ove