Happy Birthday, Karl Ove Knausgård, born 6 December 1968
- For the heart, life is simple: it beats for as long as it can. Then it stops.
- The only thing I have learned from life is to endure it, never to question it, and to burn up the longing generated by this in writing. Where this ideal has come from I have no idea, and as I now see it before me, in black and white, it almost seems perverse.
- Why should you live in a world without feeling its weight?
- I can’t speak for other writers, but I write to create something that is better than myself… Writing doesn’t make me a better person, nor a wiser and happier one, but the writing, the text, the novel, is a creation of something outside of the self, an object, kind of neutralised by the objectivity of literature and form; the temper, the voice, the style; all in it is carefully constructed and controlled. This is writing for me: a cold hand on a warm forehead.
- There is only one thing children find harder to hold back than tears, and that is joy.
- As your perspective of the world increases not only is the pain it inflicts on you less but also its meaning. Understanding the world requires you to take a certain distance from it.
- It’s one thing to be banal, stupid, and idiotic on the inside. It’s another to have it captured in writing.
- Writing is drawing the essence of what we know out of the shadows.
- All good writers have that in common, they do not know how to write.
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