“There were those who asserted that sons always became, to some degree or other, disguised variants of their fathers, that the experience of breaking out was never more than an illusion; you returned; the gravity of blood was not only… — Jo Nesbø Copy Share Image
“It’s strange, but when your father has gone you suddenly discover that the choices you have made were as much for him as for… — Jo Nesbø Copy Share
“The great thing about facts is that you don't have to ponder whether they're desirable or not.” — Jo Nesbø Copy Share
“He who is destined for the gallows will not drown, as we say in Norwegian,” Harry said. “What?” “I agree.” — Jo Nesbø Copy Share
“He sensed her aroma and greedily breathed in the fragrance. He must not let himself be duped. Those cunning bastards at Karl Lagerfeld and… — Jo Nesbø Copy Share
“That morality—which some people imagine is God-given and eternal—is as malleable and learned as our ideas of beauty, our enemies, our fashion trends.” — Jo Nesbø Copy Share
“I just know that when I’m walking on the wafer-thin ice of happiness, I’m terrified, so terrified that I wish it was over, that… — Jo Nesbø Copy Share
“longevity bestowed respect, even upon a whorehouse madam if she kept going for long enough.” — Jo Nesbø Copy Share
“Man's ability to think rationally when self-interest was at stake was inversely proportional to intelligence. - Aune” — Jo Nesbø Copy Share
“A sudden, uncontrollable fury rose in him, and he cast around for something to smash. He snatched the whiskey bottle from the table and… — Jo Nesbø Copy Share
“Norwegians were not exactly what you might call a cultured people - Nikolai Loeb” — Jo Nesbø Copy Share
“I shut my eyes and concentrated on the sun, and on feeling it warm my skin. On pleasure. Hedon. The Greek god. Or idol,… — Jo Nesbø Copy Share
“My honesty now is merely a long-term investment in my own plausibility. Because there may come a day when I really need to lie,… — Jo Nesbø Copy Share
“The social space between people who don’t know each other is from one to three and a half metres. That’s the distance you would… — Jo Nesbø Copy Share
