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

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All grown-ups were once children but only few of them remember it.

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There is a land of the living and a land of the dead, and the bridge is love, the only survival, the only meaning. – Thornton Wilder

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Of course I’ll hurt you. Of course you’ll hurt me. Of course we will hurt each other. But this is the very condition of existence. To become spring, means accepting the risk of winter. To become presence, means accepting the risk of absence.

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No one ever told me that grief felt so like fear. The death of a beloved is an amputation. – C.S. Eliot

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Perfection is attained, not when no more can be added, but when no more can be removed.

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And now here is my secret, a very simple secret; it is only with the heart that one can see rightly, what is essential is invisible to the eye.

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Death is not extinguishing the light; it is putting out the lamp because dawn has come. – Rabindranath Tagore

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As for the future, your task is not to foresee it, but to enable it.

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Cherish the questions, for the answers keep changing.

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