“What they display, these students who don't arrive in the reading room until nine, or even later, is a kind of daring. They play with life, with possibilities. For me my studies are like a tightrope I'm balancing on, life… — Hanne Ørstavik Copy Share Image
“I wished I could split my body in two, give one part to Mum and the other to Ivar. Then they could both have… — Hanne Ørstavik Copy Share Image
“I look out of the window again. The rain is trickling down silently, evenly, like the tears that cover my face. Perhaps God is… — Hanne Ørstavik Copy Share Image
“I wondered who in this room I would go to if I had problems. Anyone my own age looked silly, immature, unfocused. The older… — Hanne Ørstavik Copy Share Image
“I have layer upon layer of thoughts in my head and the bottom one has nothing to grip on to.” — Hanne Ørstavik Copy Share Image
“What they display, these students who don't arrive in the reading room until nine, or even later, is a kind of daring. They play… — Hanne Ørstavik Copy Share Image
“I lay on my side with my head on the pillows and looked out of the window; the blue of the sky was so… — Hanne Ørstavik Copy Share Image
