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Håkan Lindquist

My Brother and his Brother

  • Achilles Zaznjomyhas quoted4 years ago
    A soft breeze was stirring the white curtain in front of the open balcony-door. The light and shadow were reflected in the glass on my brother’s picture, bringing him to life. He was looking at me, and he was smiling.
  • Achilles Zaznjomyhas quoted4 years ago
    All I could see was Paul. And his movements.
  • Achilles Zaznjomyhas quoted4 years ago
    “So it was you who put the flowers on Paul’s grave.”
  • Achilles Zaznjomyhas quoted4 years ago
    I wasn’t really sure that I wanted to talk about Paul. You must understand that it’s hard for me. It’s still hard to think about him. But, we can give it a try. Since you’re here.
  • Achilles Zaznjomyhas quoted4 years ago
    “Well, it just happened,” he replied. “I was just standing there thinking of Eternity and the stars and being in love, and …”
  • Achilles Zaznjomyhas quoted4 years ago
    Eternity is in love with the productions of time.
  • Achilles Zaznjomyhas quoted4 years ago
    “Adam didn’t die. But his wife did.”

    “But the son, he died too,” I persisted.

    “No, he survived. But he had severe—”
  • Achilles Zaznjomyhas quoted4 years ago
    sorrow isn’t constant even the first day. It comes and goes, like waves on the shore. There may be shorter intervals between some waves, but, still, you get a break before the next one.
  • Achilles Zaznjomyhas quoted4 years ago
    ‘He’s dead! He’s dead,’ Paul cried. ‘All the flames … and now he’s dead!’
  • Achilles Zaznjomyhas quoted4 years ago
    I can’t understand he’s dead.
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