“The compound feelings have vanished, the mixture of colors in an art shop, sixteen shades of eggshell. Yellow and blue make green. Friendship? Jealousy? Tenderness? Consideration, sympathy. Happiness. I miss happiness the most, the mixture of everything, of all the… — Malin Persson Giolito Copy Share Image
“And no one asked me, Do you want to? Can you? Or said, We will help you, you can't do this all by yourself.… — Malin Persson Giolito Copy Share Image
“The compound feelings have vanished, the mixture of colors in an art shop, sixteen shades of eggshell. Yellow and blue make green. Friendship? Jealousy?… — Malin Persson Giolito Copy Share Image
“There was always something else in him. It was more than sadness. It wasn't hate; hate is simple, and Sebastian was never easy to… — Malin Persson Giolito Copy Share Image
“Hypochondriacs contract fatal diseases at the same rate as everyone else.” — Malin Persson Giolito Copy Share Image
“She would never bring roses; roses at a funeral are so banal, while sunglasses that make old hags look like blowflies, strangely enough, are… — Malin Persson Giolito Copy Share Image
