He had put his hand up in class, a declaration of existence, a claim that he knew something. And that was forbidden to him. They could give a number of reasons for why they had to torment him; he was too fat, too ugly, too disgusting. But the real problem was simply that he existed, and every reminder of his existence was a crime.
John Ajvide LindqvistThis wasn't the way he had expected his life to be. It worked, but that was about all. Happiness had got lost somewhere along the way.
John Ajvide Lindqvist