It’s the way he says
my name: like music.

“Du vet väl att man inte kan bli lycklig om man inte är olycklig ibland?”

“I'm starved for different light, a different sun,different sky.”

“Less than a month ago all of August still stretched before us - long and golden…”

“Here's one of the things I learned that morning: if you cross a line and nothin…”