Bullshit," Salander said again. "Gottfried isn't the only kid who was ever mistreated. That doesn't give him the right to murder women. He made that choice himself. And the same is true of Martin.

Then I discovered that being related is no guarantee of love!

When I find the motherfucker who tortured an innocent cat to death just to send us a warning, I'm going to clobber him with a baseball bat

Salander never forgets an injustice, and by nature she was anything but forgiving.

I believe that everyone has it in them to kill another person. In desperation, or hatred, or at least to defend themselves.

Martin was dafter than a syphilitic polecat - where do I get these metaphors from?

Everyone has secrets. It's just a matter of finding out what they are