Men are what they are because what they do, what they say.
We are not the sort of people who tell tales about what others do.
How the hell you can talk with someone who buys a BMW?
Ove never understood why people jog. They either run fast or walk slowly. Jogging is for people in their 40s to tell the world they can’t do anything right.
How much can one person eat? How does one manage to become twin-sized? It must take a certain determination.
All roads lead to something you were always predestined to do. For her, it was something. For over, it was someone.
Ove started observing people after his father’s death. There are people who do, and there are people who talk. Ove decided to speak less and do more. When people don’t talk too much, they don’t dish out the crap.
Ove is frustrated because nobody in the neighbourhood has a job to do. He gets various responses: “I am a pensioner,” “I am on maternity leave,” and “I am an IT Consultant.”
People nowadays pose outside their modern houses as if they built them with their bare hands. They hardly even touched the screw driver.
Ove responded to a senseless Mercedes driver in a manner all men of a certain age who’ve been properly raised: by slowly tapping the tip of his finger against the side of his head.
You are what you are, and you do what you do, and that was good enough for Ove.
The car engine gives you what you deserve. If you treat them with respect, they will provide you with freedom, if you behave like an arse they will take it from you.
Ove’s father told him that only swine think that size and strength are the same.
Over never went to Church’s Sunday service, not because he did not believe in God, but because, in his view, God seemed to be a bit of a bloody swine.
The next time your dog piss on my paving, I will electrify the stone.
You miss the strangest thing when you lose someone. Tiny details. The way they smile or the way they turn around while asleep.
Grown men should be able to reverse with a trailer.
When two people argue, it sounds like malfunctioning radiators that make high-pitched whines.
Patrick, the lanky one, asked for a ladder to fix the IKEA wardrobe. Ove replied, “So, the wardrobe is on the roof, is it?”