Kitab Nagar

Kitab Nagar means City Of Books ❤️

[kitabnagar]

If you’ve had people who can make you laugh like that, you never forget it. If not, words are pointless.

- My Friends by Fredrik Backman

[kitabnagar]

They got into fights at school and got beaten at home, they knew exactly how a key sounds in a lock when a father comes home dangerously drunk, they knew perfectly well that they were stupid and worthless because they had been told that the whole way through their childhoods.

- My Friends by Fredrik Backman

[kitabnagar]

They saw death in those weeks, they were chased and assaulted, they experienced more violence than the people at that art auction twenty-five years later would experience in their whole lives.

- My Friends by Fredrik Backman

[kitabnagar]

Because in an ugly place, he was born with so much beauty inside him that it was like an act of rebellion. In a world full of sledgehammers, his art was a declaration of war.

- My Friends by Fredrik Backman

[kitabnagar]

Joar was good at mending engines, because in them he could always see what was broken, but humans are full of crap you can’t see. We break in the invisible parts.

- My Friends by Fredrik Backman

[kitabnagar]

This is a painting of laughter, and you can only understand that if you’re full of holes, because then laughter is a small treasure.

- My friends by Fredrik Backman

[kitabnagar]

Painted by someone who must have been completely beaten to pieces inside, because no one could hold a brush so carefully otherwise, no one could paint friendship like this without first having been a completely lonely child.

- My friends by Fredrik Backman

[kitabnagar]

They’re painted as if the artist saw them so intensively and dreamed them so beautifully that he learned how to whisper in color.

- My friends by Fredrik Backman

[kitabnagar]

He’s a grown man and they don’t have a clue about how to run. Grown men don’t have enough things they’re afraid of on this planet to become good at running.

- My friends by Fredrik Backman

[kitabnagar]

“Why should your stupid brain get to decide what happened and what didn’t? You can still keep that memory, it’s yours!”

- My friends by Fredrik Backman

[kitabnagar]

She remembers that it was hard to sleep in those homes, because things kept hitting the walls, sometimes it was plates and sometimes it was glasses and sometimes it was people. Sometimes it was other people, and sometimes it was her.

- My friends by Fredrik Backman

[kitabnagar]

No adult missed Fish when she died, no one does if you’re an orphan and grow up in ten different foster homes, it’s so easy then to just blame the fact that she took an overdose of pills. But Louisa knows the truth: Fish was murdered by reality. She was suffocated by the claustrophobia of being trapped on this planet, she died of being sad all the time.

- My friends by Fredrik Backman

[kitabnagar]

Adults always think they can protect children by stopping them from going to dangerous places, but every teenager knows that’s pointless, because the most dangerous place on earth is inside us. Fragile hearts break in palaces and dark alleys alike.

- My Friends by Fredrik Backman

[kitabnagar]

Because in an ugly place, he was born with so much beauty inside him that it was like an act of rebellion. In a world full of sledgehammers, his art was a declaration of war.

- My Friends by Fredrik Backman

[kitabnagar]

If I had some sense of how much time I have left, it’d be easier. If I have two years, I'd write. If I have 10 years, I'd go back to surgery and science

-When breath becomes Air

[kitabnagar]

The man who loved hiking, camping, and running, who expressed his love through gigantic hugs, who threw his giggling niece high in the air — that was a man I no longer was. At best, I could aim to be him again.

- When Breath becomes Air

[kitabnagar]

“Before my cancer was diagnosed, I knew that someday I would die, but I didn’t know when. After the diagnosis, I knew that someday I would die, but I didn’t know when. But now I knew it acutely. The problem wasn’t really a scientific one. The fact of death is unsettling. Yet there is no other way to live.”

- When Breath becomes Air