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A Man Called Ove

Book by Fredrik Backman · 28 quotes · Love, Life, A Man Called Ove

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“So after conferring with the waiter for about an hour, the two men managed to convince him it would be easier for him if halved the bill or they'd 'report him'. Obviously, it was a bit hazy exactly who would report whom for what, but eventually, with a certain amount of swearing and arm-waving, the waiter gave up and went into the kitchen and wrote them a new bill. In the meantime Rune and Ove, nodded grimly at one another without noticing that their wives, as usual, had taken a taxi home twenty minutes earlier.”

“Life is a Curious Thing. Winter turns to spring and Parvaneh passes her driving test. Of teaches Adrian how to change tires. The kid may have bought a Toyota, but that doesn't mean he's entirely beyond help, Ove explains to Sonja when he visits her one Sunday in April. The he shows her some photographs of Parvaneh's little boy. Four months old and as fat as a seal pup. Patrick has tried to force one of those cell phone camera things on Ove, but he doesn't trust them. So he walks around with a thick wad of paper copies inside his wallet instead, held together by a rubber band. Shows everyone he meets. Even the people who work at the florist's,”

“«Querer a alguien es como mudarse a una casa —solía decir Sonja—. Al principio nos encanta la novedad, nos asombra a diario el hecho de que sea nuestro todo aquello, como si temiéramos que alguien pudiera entrar de pronto y avisarnos de que se ha cometido un grave error y que de ninguna manera podemos quedarnos a vivir en un sitio tan bonito. Pero a medida que pasan los años, se deteriora la fachada, la madera se resquebraja aquí y allá, y uno empieza a tenerle cariño a la casa no por su perfección, sino por todas las imperfecciones. Aprendemos a conocer sus ángulos y rincones. Cómo evitar que la llave se quede encajada en la cerradura cuando hace mucho frío. Qué listones del suelo son los que ceden bajo nuestro peso al pisarlos y el modo exacto en que hay que abrir las puertas del armario para que no crujan. Y son todos esos pequeños secretos los que la hacen tuya».”

“Ove and Sonja are not perfect, but they are a harmonious couple. According to others, Ove and his wife together are like night and day. It is evident that Ove is night. This comparison does not irritate him. Ove is always a sad and unsociable person. However, his wife always amuses herself. Sonja affirms that Ove is night, because he is too stingy to burn the sun. Ove wonders why Sonja wants to be with him. She likes all sorts of abstract things – music, books and all kinds of wonderful words. Ove is a man of action. He likes screwdrivers and oil filters. Despite their dissimilitude and different perception of life, this couple love and support each other, because there is esteem between them.”

“To love someone is like moving into a house," Sonja used to say. "At first you fall in love in everything new, you wonder every morning that this is one's own, as if they are afraid that someone will suddenly come tumbling through the door and say that there has been a serious mistake and that it simply was not meant to would live so fine. But as the years go by, the facade worn, the wood cracks here and there, and you start to love this house not so much for all the ways it is perfect in that for all the ways it is not. You become familiar with all its nooks and crannies. How to avoid that the key gets stuck in the lock if it is cold outside. Which floorboards have some give when you step on them, and exactly how to open the doors for them not to creak. That's it, all the little secrets that make it your home.”

“Най-сетне Уве прикляка, изравя старото цвете, което бе засадил миналата седмица и внимателно го прибира в найлоново пликче. Разрохква внимателно замръзналата почва, преди да бодне новите цветя. - Пак са надули цената на електричеството - уведомява я той, когато се изправя. Гледа я дълго. Най-сетне отпуска ръка на огромния камък и го гали нежно от едната страна към другата, сякаш милва бузата ѝ. - Липсваш ми - прошепва той. Изминали са шест месеца от смъртта ѝ. Въпреки това Уве проверява къщата по два пъти на ден, да не би тя тайно да е засилила парното.”

“Ove could not in all honesty remember how it all started. It wasn't the sort of dispute where you did remember. It was more an argument where the little disagreements had ended up so entangled that every new word was treacherously booby-trapped, and in the end it wasn't possible to open one's mouth at all without setting off at least four unexploded mines from earlier conflicts. It was the sort of argument that had just run, and run, and run. Until one day it just ran out.”