“I’m not interested in the words or the meaning of the words. I’m interested in disappearing in it completely, to not be aware of yourself at all. That’s the way music works for me. It’s purely emotional. It goes straight to the heart. There are no explanations. That’s just it.” WayHeartEmotionalDisappearExplanationNot Interested Author:Karl Ove Knausgard
“The tree was so old, and stood there so alone, that his childish heart had been filled with compassion; if no one else on the farm gave it a thought, he would at least do his best to, even though he suspected that his child's words and child's deeds didn't make much difference. It had stood there before he was born, and would be standing there after he was dead, but perhaps, even so, it was pleased that he stroked its bark every time he passed, and sometimes, when he was sure he wasn't observed, even pressed his cheek against it.” IfsHeartChildrenSometimesWould BeBornDifferencesCompassionTreeStandingFilledDeedsFarmsCheeksBarkStanding There Author:Karl Ove Knausgard
