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“Noen mennesker går rundt sånn, med et oppløst, ødelagt selv, med en personlighet som er så knust at det eneste som kan gi dem en form for sammenheng og identitet, er den kontinuerlige ensomheten de lever med fra de fødes til de dør.”
― Sandra Lillebø, Tingenes tilstand

“A diagnosis is intimate. It is a conclusion. If it is given after years of uncertainty, it can seem liberating. It affirms that all the worries were not unnecessary, that there was, in fact, something wrong; it proves that your own perception of reality is the right one and that you can be trusted. It can put one at ease. If a diagnosis describes a progressive condition, it can also be a source of unease. It conjures images of the future. It is a road map to a place you don’t want to visit. A diagnosis has its own gravitational field. It can shape identity, like other weighty concepts—gender, sexual orientation. One who has never been diagnosed is free without knowing it. What happens when a diagnosis vanishes suddenly? Something is gone, but it was never there, and that which remains is the same as before.”
― Jan Grue, I Live a Life Like Yours: A Memoir

“En sannhet er ikke virksom som sannhet før den er delt.”
― Sandra Lillebø, Tingenes tilstand

“Man kan ikke skrive om man ikke tåler å lese sine egne ord.”
― Sandra Lillebø, Tingenes tilstand