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Fredrick Backman can make you experience anticipatory grief like no other

“They had carried on like that all day. You can have worse days when you’re fourteen, far worse. The artist had lain on his back with the sea in his nostrils and his friends’ voices in his ears, and it was that feeling that he would paint the sky with, eventually. Heaven is a summer.”

“Art is what we leave of ourselves in other people.”

“Art is so big, so unfathomable, that it teaches us to mourn for strangers.”