Quotes from Camilla Lackberg

chaos doesn't come close to describing things.

were adopted by Nelly, isn't that right?

break out in a sweat.

I wasted so much time and happiness by worrying, while you were always glad and grateful for what we had, and for Matte. It's impossible to prepare for something like this happening. I've spent my whole life worrying about everything between heaven and earth, but I was never able to prepare myself for this. I should have been happier.

the bond between mother and daughter was so strong in the beginning that it functioned as both a shackle and a lifeline.

Life had caught up with her, run her down, and left her aching all over by the side of the road.

His love for her had never been stronger. He caressed her arm, as if he were caressing the soul that had now left her body. He didn't look back when he left. It was not 'good-bye', it was 'until we meet again'.

He had lost almost everything, and nothing was as dangerous as a person who had nothing more to lose.

But together she and Gustav seemed even weaker than they did individually. If they hadn't joined forces against the threat that Ruben represented, which had held them together like glue all these years, Vivi knew they never would have survived.

from everything.' A shadow flitted across her face, and Vivi wondered if she was doing the right thing. But her doubt vanished as swiftly as it had appeared. It was time to clear the

hemos podido hasta que se hizo demasiado

person consists of energies, and energy never disappears; it just

She knew that everything could seem perfectly normal, only to be changed for ever in a matter of seconds.

Le mal du pays lui perçait la poitrine et les remords lacéraient tout espoir d'une vie meilleure. Il était naufragé.

Sometimes you have to be proactive. You can't just sit there, waiting for things to happen. For things to change. Sometimes you have to take things into your own hands.

la tarta del tigre casera de Berit. Una receta guardada

Faith is tested when we are confronted by difficulties. But that's also when our faith grows stronger.

Northern Sweden holds a special kind of magic. It's cold, lonely, and the people are tough and silent, or so the stereotype says. This is Asa Larsson's home turf and I find as much joy in reading her closely observed descriptions of the environment, as in following her intriguing plots.

One of the things I'm really good at is procrastinating.