Wearing unbranded and cheap clothes does not mean you are poor. Remember you have a family to feed, not a community to impress.
The superior man is modest in his speech, but exceeds in his actions .
My parents have been there for me ever since I was 7 years old.
When you get as old as I am and no longer have a husband or dog, and the children have long since left home, you can sit and get a little wiser by thinking. Then it’s time to edit your memories and start looking at your life again. First come the regrets, then come the wrongs you’ve done, mistakes you’ve made – and all the things you can sit and brood over if you’re already in a bad mood. But you can also understand people and contexts in a new way.
You are only as happy as your least happy child-
Instead of buying your children all the things you never had, you should teach them all the things you were never taught. Material wears out but knowledge stays.
Only women, children, and dogs are loved unconditionally. A man is only loved under the condition he provides something.
The women’s struggle today is an individual struggle (…) You can’t demand equal pay if you also want to have a long maternity leave, stay at home when they are sick and be there primarily for the children.
If a man says you’re ugly, he’s just mean. If a woman says you’re ugly, she’s just jealous. If a kid says you’re ugly, you’re ugly.
In this house, I’m not famous. Because the dog doesn’t care. And my children hopefully appreciate me more for our regular interaction and conversations,
Wearing cheap clothes or driving an old car doesn’t make you broke. You got a family to feed not a community to impress.
I think now it’s a bit of a shame the real blondes are on the verge of extinction.
Maybe it should have changed me more [to become a mother, ed.]. I sometimes wonder if I was at home enough with my children, but it’s no use now, because it can’t be helped. They have survived.
In a rich man’s house, there is no place to spit in his face.
Don’t prepare the path for the child, prepare the child for the path.
At my age, you think about the afterlife. I’m mostly inclined to think there’s nothing there, but sometimes I can’t help but let my imagination run wild. My good friend Ulla Steen says she believes that all of us who like each other meet in the big angel bar where we are expected. I see myself arriving at the angel bar, and there’s my father, my husband and my son, and one of them says: “There’s Lise. Now we are four again for a l’hombre.
Build a man a fire, and he’ll be warm for a day. Set a man on fire, and he’ll be warm for the rest of his life.
One of the things I can’t get my hands on is something like “Mothers’ Clubs”, where instead of reading a book and walking in nature with their babies, they sit and talk about vomit and nappies and burping with other like-minded people and get nowhere. I think it bothers me a little in the women’s area.
Isn’t it great to see so many men in bike shorts?
When peace comes, remember it will be for us, the children of today, to make the world of tomorrow a better and happier place.