About Jonas Jonasson: Pär-Ola Jonas Jonasson is a Swedish journalist and writer, best known as the author of the best-seller The Hundred-Year-Old Man Who Climbed Out the Window and Disappeared.
Wenn du mit einem Schweden um die Wette saufen willst, solltest du zumindest Finne oder Russe sein. (S. 148)
Life, here I come!' he said. And was immediately and fatally run over by a bus.
Ingmar riuscì ad intrecciarsi a tal punto col filo del telefono che per liberarsi strappó il cavo e tutto l'apparecchio dalla parete.
He turned to take one last look at the Old People’s Home that – until a few moments ago – he had thought would be his last residence on Earth, and then he told himself that he could die some other time, in some other place. The hundred-year-old...
Allan Emmanuelle Karlsson closed his eyes and felt perfectly convinced that he would now pass away for ever. It had been exciting, the entire journey, but nothing lasts for ever, except possibly general stupidity.
Never try to outdrink a Swede, unless you happen to be a Fin or at least a Russian.
Revenge is not a good thing. Revenge is like politics: one thing always leads to another until bad has become worse, and worse has become worst.
Allan interrupted the two brothers by saying that he had been out and about in the world and if there was one thing he had learned it was that the very biggest and apparently most impossible conflicts on earth were based on the dialogue: “You are s...
The very biggest and apparently most impossible conflicts on earth were based on the dialogue: 'You are stupid, no, it's you who are stupid.' The solution, said Allan, was often t down a bottle of vodka together and then look ahead.
The very biggest and apparently most impossible conflicts on earth were based on the dialogue: 'You are stupid, no, it's you who are stupid.' The solution, said Allan, was often t down a bottle of vodka together and then look ahed.
Allan looked at the bus and then at the suitcase, then again at the bus and then again at the suitcase. It has wheels, he said to himself. And there's a strap to pull it by too. And then Allan surprised himself by making what - you have to admit - wa...
Things are what they are, and whatever will be, will be.
When life has gone into overtime it's easy to take liberties,
Revenge is like politics, one thing always leads to another until bad has become worse, and worse has become worst.
The hundred-year-old man had never let himself be irritated by people, even when there was a good reason to be, and he was not annoyed by the uncouth manner of this youth.
Her heart broke. Because of sorrow. Because of guilt. Because of repressed dreams, visions and fantasies. Because almost nothing in her life had gone as she'd hoped.
