There is only one thing children find harder to hold back than tears, and that is joy. - Karl Ove Knausgård

I walked around Stockholm’s streets, modern and feminized, with a furious nineteenth-century man inside me.

Döden gör livet meningslöst för att allt vi någonsin har strävat efter upphör med den, och den gör livet meningsfullt för att dess närvaro gör det lilla vi har av det omistligt, gör varje ögonblick dyrbart.

And art has come to be a spectator of itself, the way it reacts, what newspapers write about it; the artist is a performer. That is how it is. Art does not know a beyond, science does not know a beyond, religion does not know a beyond, not anymore. Our world is enclosed around itself, enclosed around us, and there is no way out of it.