“Then she sat down on a kitchen stool with the mysterious letter in her hand. Who are you? She had no idea. She was Sophie Amundsen, of course, but who was that?” — Jostein Gaarder Copy Share Image
“So we go around pigeonholing everything. We put cows in cowsheds, horses in stables, pigs in pigsties, and chickens in chicken coops. The same happens when Sophie Amundsen tidies up her room. She puts her books on the bookshelf, her… — Jostein Gaarder Copy Share Image
“I no longer feel the need to see and sense more than I've already experienced. I just want so desperately to hang on what… — Jostein Gaarder Copy Share Image
The sophists were as a rule men who had traveled widely and seen different forms of government. Both conventions and local laws in the… — Jostein Gaarder Copy Share Image
Where did the world come from? The question has an answer, even though I cannot get to it. It is a good question. It… — Jostein Gaarder Copy Share Image
“As soon as she concentrated on being alive now, the thought of dying also came into her mind.” — Jostein Gaarder Copy Share Image
“Po haljini sam mogao da vidim kako njeno telo diše, jer se haljina dizala i spuštala, dizala i spuštala, skoro kao da morski talasi… — Jostein Gaarder Copy Share Image
Since the Renaissance, people have had to get used to living their life on a random planet in the vast galaxy. — Jostein Gaarder Copy Share Image
“The German poet Goethe once said that "he who cannot draw on three thousand years is living from hand to mouth." I don't want… — Jostein Gaarder Copy Share Image
“Sophie left the den and wandered about in the large garden. She tried to forget what she had learned at school, especially in science… — Jostein Gaarder Copy Share Image
...long before the child learns to talk properly-and long before it learns to think philosophically-the world will have become a habit. A pity, if… — Jostein Gaarder Copy Share Image
