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“I used to analyze myself down to the last thread, used to compare myself with others, recalled all the smallest glances, smiles and words of those to whom I’d tried to be frank, interpreted everything in a bad light, laughed viciously at my attempts ‘to be like the rest’ –and suddenly, in the midst of my laughing, I’d give way to sadness, fall into ludicrous despondency and once again start the whole process all over again – in short, I went round and round like a squirrel on a wheel.”
― Fyodor Dostoevsky, Crime and Punishment

“the country folk could not understand the conduct of this rustic fiddler, who tramped the roads with that pretty child who sand like an angel from Heaven.”
― Gaston Leroux

“It’s been six months since she died. But Ove still inspects the whole house twice a day to feel the radiators and check that she hasn’t sneakily turned up the heating.”
― Fredrik Backman, A Man Called Ove

“Sometimes, Mamma Valerius would come and listen behind the door, wipe away a tear and go downstairs on tiptoe, sighing for her Scandinavian skies.”
― Gaston Leroux