My Bag Was As Light As My

Maybe My Passion Is Nothing Special, But At Least It's Mine.

A Very Long Time Ago, Grandmother Had Wanted To Tell About All The Things They Did, But No One Had Bothered To Ask. And Now She Had Lost The Urge.

I Don't Want To Hear About Them Any More. I Could Vomit On The Moomintrolls.

It's Funny About Love', Sophia Said. 'the More You Love Someone, The Less He Likes You Back.' 'that's Very True,' Grandmother Observed. 'and So What Do You Do?' 'you Go On Loving,' Said Sophia Threateningly. 'you Love Harder And Harder.

When Mats Came In The Evenings, They Would Drink Tea In The Kitchen While Reading Their Books And Talking About Them. If Katri Came In, They Were Quiet And Waited For Her To Leave. The Back Door Would Close, And Katri Would Have Gone. “does Your Sister Read Our Books?” Anna Wanted To Know. “no. She Reads Literature.