Before we left, Grandmother talked a lot about the arctic night we would fly through. 'Isn't it a mystical word, "arctic"? Pure and quite hard. And meridians. Isn't that pretty? We're going to fly along them, faster than the light can follow us... Time won't be able to catch us.
Tove JanssonItโs only the sea,โ said Moomintroll. โEvery wave that dies on the beach sings a little song to a shell. But you mustnโt go inside because itโs a labyrinth and you may never come out again.
Tove JanssonShe started thinking about all the euphemisms for death, all the anxious taboos that had always fascinated her. It was too bad you could never have an intelligent discussion on the subject. People were either too young or too old, or else they didn't have time.
Tove JanssonWhen Mats came in the evenings, they would drink tea in the kitchen while reading their books and talking about them. If Katri came in, they were quiet and waited for her to leave. The back door would close, and Katri would have gone. โDoes your sister read our books?โ Anna wanted to know. โNo. She reads literature.
Tove Jansson