You Get Spoiled As A Novelist Because

Ever Since The '70s, Maj Sjowall And Per Wahloo Were The Godfathers Of Scandinavian Crime. They Broke The Crime Novel In Scandinavia From The Kiosks And Into The Serious Bookstores.

It Was As If The Demise Of The Owner Had Lent The Flat A Physical Void It Hadn't Had Before. At The Same Time He Had The Feeling That He Wasn't Alone. Harry Believed In The Existence Of The Soul. Not That He Was Particularly Religious As Such, But It Was One Thing Which Always Struck Him When He Saw A Dead Body: The Body Was Bereft Of Something...the Creature Had Gone, The Light Had Gone,there Was Not The Illusory Afterglow That Long-since Burned-out Stars Have. The Body Was Missing Its Soul And It Was The Absence Of The Soul That Made Harry Believe.

A Horse Perceives Eye Contact As Provocative, As If It And Its Status In The Herd Are Not Being Respected. If It Cannot Avoid Eye Contact, It Will React In A Different Way, By Rebelling For Example. In Dressage You Don't Get Anywhere By Not Showing Respect, However Superior Your Species Might Be. Any Animal Trainer Can Tell You That. In The Mountains In Argentina There's A Wild Horse Which Will Jump Off The Nearest Precipice If Any Human Tries To Ride It.

The Myth About Me As A Footballer Has Grown: I Am Now The Lost Maradona Of Norway.

Intuition Is Just The Sum Of All Your Experience. The Way I See It, Everything You’ve Experienced, Everything You Know, You Think You Know And Didn’t Know You Knew Is There In Your Subconscious Lying Dormant, As It Were. As A Rule You Don’t Notice The Sleeping Creature, It’s Just There, Snoring And Absorbing New Things, Right. But Now And Then It Blinks, Stretches And Tells You, Hey, I’ve Seen This Picture Before. And Tells You Where In The Picture Things Belong.