Life develops, changes, is in motion. The forms of literature are not. — Karl Ove Knausgaard Copy Share Image
My intention throughout has been to write, to create literature, and to be able to look people in the eye after I'd… — Karl Ove Knausgaard Copy Share Image
“I can’t speak for other writers, but I write to create something that is better than myself, I think that’s the deepest… — Karl Ove Knausgaard Copy Share Image
Is literature more important than hurting people? You can't argue that. You can't say it. It's impossible. — Karl Ove Knausgaard Copy Share Image
I do feel guilty. I do. Especially about my family, my children. I write about them, and I know that this will haunt them… — Karl Ove Knausgaard Copy Share Image
The difficult thing for me is that I want basically to be a good man. That's what I want to be. — Karl Ove Knausgaard Copy Share Image
It's one thing to be banal, stupid, and idiotic on the inside. It's another to have it captured in writing. — Karl Ove Knausgaard Copy Share Image
“As your perspective of the world increases not only is the pain it inflicts on you less but also its meaning. Understanding the world… — Karl Ove Knausgaard Copy Share Image
When it comes to memories of that iconic type, memories that are burned into you, I have maybe ten or so from my childhood.… — Karl Ove Knausgaard Copy Share Image
Life develops, changes, is in motion. The forms of literature are not. — Karl Ove Knausgaard Copy Share Image
Form is, in a way, death. A novelist's obligation is to break free from the form, even though he knows that this will also… — Karl Ove Knausgaard Copy Share Image
You can write a radical Norwegian or a conservative Norwegian. And when I changed to a conservative Norwegian, I gained this distance or objectivity… — Karl Ove Knausgaard Copy Share Image
My memory is basically visual: that's what I remember, rooms and landscapes. What I do not remember are what the people in these room… — Karl Ove Knausgaard Copy Share Image
“Until I moved to Stockhold I had felt there was a continuity to my life, as if it stretched unbroken from childhood up to… — Karl Ove Knausgaard Copy Share Image
