“I mused that time is not only a river, but a river that constantly breaks its banks so you must flee from it as it covers everything behind your back, flee into the future, empty-handed, dispossessed, as the river obliterates… — Jens Christian Grøndahl Copy Share Image
“One evening in April a thirty-two-year-old woman, unconscious and severely injured, was admitted to the hospital in a provincial town south of Copenhagen. She had a concussion and internal bleeding, her legs and arms were broken in several places, and she had deep lesions in her face. A gas station attendant in a neighboring village, beside the bridge over the… — Jens Christian Grøndahl Copy Share
“We underestimate the power of habit while we’re young, and we underestimate the grace of it.” — Jens Christian Grøndahl Copy Share Image
“From Tomorrow to Yesterday The tree trunks move in time with the rhythm of her rubber soles on the wet path, where the air… — Jens Christian Grøndahl Copy Share Image
“Sometimes I think you take photographs instead of seeing, you forget to look in your eagerness to grasp what is seen, to capture it… — Jens Christian Grøndahl Copy Share Image
“I mused that time is not only a river, but a river that constantly breaks its banks so you must flee from it as… — Jens Christian Grøndahl Copy Share Image
“Am I being unfair? Is it only my self-hatred playing me a trick? Self-hatred is a gendered feeling: in a man it makes him… — Jens Christian Grøndahl Copy Share Image
