"A Man Called Ove" Quotes
A grumpy old man finds unexpected friendship and purpose in his quirky neighborhood.
fiction | 337 pages | Published in NaN
Quotes
People said Ove saw the world in black and white. But she was color. All the color he had.
Ove had never been asked how he lived before he met her. But if anyone had asked him, he would have answered that he didn't.
Loving someone is like moving into a house. At first you fall in love with all the new things, amazed every morning that all this belongs to you, as if fearing that someone would suddenly come rushing in through the door to explain that a terrible mistake had been made.
Ove's wife often said that men were generally too pigheaded and self-centered to stop and think about what would happen if they did something. But on the other hand women were generally too afraid to just let go and see what happens.
He was a man of black and white. And she was color. All the color he had.
Ove was, well, Ove was Ove. Something inside him, something that was only ever really revealed when she was not around, was spilling out from under his skin. Some sort of invisible essence.
Men are what they are because of what they do. Not what they say.
Love is a strange thing. It takes you by surprise.
