“The words pulsate against Elsa's eardrums. They sound wrong, somehow. Elsa understands them, but they chafe at the passages of her inner ear. As if they didn't belong there.” — Fredrick Backman Copy Share Image
“Talent is like letting two balloons up into the air: the most interesting thing isn’t watching which one climbs fastest, but which one has… — Fredrick Backman Copy Share Image
“It's one of those winter nights when the darkness is so thick it's as if the whole area has been dipped head first in… — Fredrick Backman Copy Share Image
“A team didn’t mean anything if you couldn’t depend on each other. That’s both a big and a small thing. Knowing that there are… — Fredrick Backman Copy Share Image
“The words pulsate against Elsa's eardrums. They sound wrong, somehow. Elsa understands them, but they chafe at the passages of her inner ear. As… — Fredrick Backman Copy Share Image
