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Erlend Loe Biography

Erlend Loe (born 24 May 1969 in Trondheim) is a Norwegian novelist, screenwriter and film critic. Loe writes both children's and adult literature. He has gained popularity in Scandinavia with his humorous and sometimes naïve novels, although his stories have become darker in tone, moving towards a more satirical criticism of modern Norwegian society.

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…I don’t wish to meet people. They disgust me. Increasingly so. But I must have milk.

Disgust, Increasingly, Milk, People, Wish

I still don't know if things fit together, or if everything will be all right in the end. But I believe that something means something. I believe in cleansing the soul through fun and games. I also believe in love. And I have several good friends, and just one bad one.

Believe, Fit, Fun, Games, Mean, Things

We shall never meet, but there is something I want you to know. My time is not the same as your time. Our times are not the same. And do you know what that means? That means that time does not exist. Do you want me to repeat that? There is no time. There is a life and a death. There are people and animals. Our thoughts exist. And the world. The universe, too. But there is no time. You might as well take it easy. Do you feel better now? I feel better. This is going to work out. Have a nice day.

Feel Better, Mean, Nice, People, Time, World

The only question that really counts, must be thins one: are things getting better or are they getting worse?

Counts, Get Better, Question, Things, Thins, Worse

When the universe is ephemeral, one can easily feel that human existence is meaningless. Why should I do anything at all? On the other hand it is tempting to try and make the best of it. I'm here, anyway. The imagination won't cope if I try to picture where I'd otherwise be.

Cope, Hands, Human, Imagination, Tempting, Trying

I know a helluva lot. I'm not the only one who knows these things. Many people know more than I do. That's fortunately not my problem. My problem is what I am supposed to use it for. What do I do with it? It's confusing.

Confusing, Fortunately, People, Things, Use

Everything which is human is alien to me.

Alien, Aliens, Everything, Human, Humans

There are too many confusing things present. Things I know. Thoughts I have. Sarcasm. Things I think I ought to be doing and places I ought to be going. Always other places.

Confusing, Know, Sarcasm, Think, Thinking, Thoughts

I have the strangest thoughts in my head, maybe I should not write them down.

Down, Head, Should, Strangest, Write, Writing

Something is going to have to happen. Not necessarily something big. Just something.

Big, Bigs, Happen, Happens

I think I'm more concerned with things that are very big and things that are very small than with all the stuff in between.

Thinking, Stuff, Bigs, Small, Concerned

Everything seemed meaningless to me. All of a sudden. My own life, the lives of others, of animals of plants, the whole world. It no longer fitted together.

Animal, Lives, Together, Whole, World

But I would rather have snow. Snow is the on. y weather I really like. Nothing makes me less grumpy than snow. I can sit by a window for hours watching it fall. The silence of snowfall. You can use that. It's best when there's background lighting, for example a street lamp. Or when you go outside and let it flutter down on you. That's real riches, that is.

Fall, Lamp, Real, Snow, Weather