A bolt from the blue.

Tears are curious things, for like earthquakes or puppet shows, they can occur at any time, without any warning and without any good reason.

Once more, this is love: it rings and you open up unless it looks like an ax murderer.

If everyone fought fire with fire, the whole world would go up in smoke.

They're book addicts.

I waited just to see you at that kind of peace, I wanted to be beside you, I wanted you to wake up slowly or startle, or just half awaken and turn over or murmur my name. I wanted to watch you forever, or sleep beside you forever, or sleep forever while you woke and watched me, something forever anyway. I wanted to kiss you, rumple your hair, rest three fingertips on your hip bone warm and smooth, wake you that way or hush you back to sleep.

Beef. Yes. Roast beef. It's the Swedish term for beef that is roasted.