174 Quotes by Jo Nesbø

With regard to power, women don’t have the vanity men have. They don’t need to make power visible, they only want the power to give them the other things they want. Security. Food. Enjoyment. Revenge. Peace. They are rational, power-seeking planners, who think beyond the battle, beyond the victory celebrations. And because they have an inborn capacity to see weakness in their victims, they know instinctively when and how to strike. And when to stop. You can’t learn that...

Losing your life is not the worst thing that can happen. The worst thing is to lose your reason for living.

Smoking’s banned in my house. Cigarettes harm your body,” he said, knocking back half of the bottle of beer.

Kan du tenke deg hvordan det er å ligge aleine og tenke at akkurat nå blir could-have-been-kona di knulla på en kontorpult, se for deg ei lusekofte med ei naken, hvit bonderompe under som jobber på, helt til den stopper og liksom suger inn rompekinna og typen gauler: EG KJEM!

They had studied law, information technology and art history as part of their beauty treatment, they had let Norwegian taxpayers finance years at university just so that they could end up as overqualified, stay-at-home playthings and sit here exchanging confidences about how to keep their sugar daddies suitably happy, suitably jealous and suitably on their toes.

Zwykle zapominamy, że decyzję o popełnieniu samobójstwa bardzo częstopodejmują racjonalnie myślący i całkiem zdrowi psychicznie ludzie, którzy po prostudochodzą do wniosku, że życie nie ma im już nic więcej do zaoferowania - ciągnął Aune. - Naprzykład staruszkowie, którzy utracili towarzysza życia lub których zdrowie zawodzi...

do you know what is lonelier than never having anyone? It is believing you had someone, but then it turns out that the person you thought was your closest friend never was.

no one is as they seem, and most of life, apart from honest betrayal, is lies and deceit. And the day we discover we are no different is the day we no longer want to live.

Wilhelm’s smile reminded Harry of his father’s sad, resigned smile, the smile of a man looking backwards because that’s where the things that made him smile were.