For many years, it seemed as if nothing changed in Norway. You could leave the country for three months, travel the world, through coups detat, assassinations, famines, massacres and tsunamis, and come home to find that the only new thing in the newspapers was the crossword puzzle. – Jo Nesbo
Not even the brightest future can make up for the fact that no roads lead back to what came before – to the innocence of childhood or the first time we fell in love. – Jo Nesbo