Who can really say how decisions are made, how emotions change, how ideas arise? We talk about inspiration; about a bolt of lightnng from a clear sky, but perhaps everything is just as simple and just as infinitely complex as… — John Ajvide Lindqvist Copy Share Image
“A little boy was tugging on his pant leg. 'Teacher, I have to pee.' Avila woke from his skating dreams and looked around, pointed… — John Ajvide Lindqvist Copy Share Image
“Revenge,' he said, 'is a human invention. It serves no purpose.” — John Ajvide Lindqvist Copy Share Image
This wasn't the way he had expected his life to be. It worked, but that was about all. Happiness had got lost somewhere along… — John Ajvide Lindqvist Copy Share Image
A new life? There’s not such thing. It was only in the magazine headlines that people got a new life. Stopped drinking or taking… — John Ajvide Lindqvist Copy Share Image
“She had felt a kind of sadness, looking at the spoons. Spoons that had been lying in their case for perhaps sixty years without… — John Ajvide Lindqvist Copy Share Image
“There was no one to be seen so she gave in freely to her sobs as she made her way home, pressed her arms… — John Ajvide Lindqvist Copy Share Image
“And that's the bottom layer in old boxes: melancholy, an indefinable sense of loss. You dig around and it comes swirling up to the… — John Ajvide Lindqvist Copy Share Image
He had put his hand up in class, a declaration of existence, a claim that he knew something. And that was forbidden to him.… — John Ajvide Lindqvist Copy Share Image
“Viktor had been very sad about their grandfather's death, but Flora had intuited that it was less the person he grieved for than the… — John Ajvide Lindqvist Copy Share Image
“That's what love looks like. It can happen. Two people can find one another, and then work together to sustain that amorphous, incomprehensible third… — John Ajvide Lindqvist Copy Share Image
“An image suddenly loomed in his mind: the greenhouse effect. Yes. The Earth is a gigantic greenhouse. With us planted here millions of years… — John Ajvide Lindqvist Copy Share Image
“The degree of satisfaction and relief lessened each time she opened a new wound, each time she drank a mouthful of her own rapidly… — John Ajvide Lindqvist Copy Share Image
No one thought of anything but themselves. My happiness, my future was the only thing you heard. Real love is to offer your life… — John Ajvide Lindqvist Copy Share Image
What he was scared of was not that maybe she was a creature who survived by drinking other people's blood. No, it was that… — John Ajvide Lindqvist Copy Share Image
