Sports are such a great teacher. I think of everything they’ve taught me: camaraderie, humility, how to resolve differences.
I want to tell people how to live spiritually. After you’ve bought all your houses and clothes, you want something bigger.
When I give food to the poor, they call me a saint. When I ask why the poor have no food, they call me a communist.
In the band, we only drink three drinks a day: two golden beers and a bottle of port.
I’m not wise, but the beginnings of wisdom are there; it’s like relaxing into – and accepting – things.
I don’t think you should think too much about the fact that time is passing and you’re not a teenager anymore. Then you just get plagued and get even more wrinkles and look even more grumpy and sad.
I hate all those weathermen who tell you that rain is bad weather. There’s no such thing as bad weather, just the wrong clothing, so get yourself a sexy raincoat and live a little.
The longer I stay at home, the more homeless I look.
No matter how many grains of gold I serve you, you keep eating oatmeal, and I can’t become my problem.
I will splinter the CIA into a thousand pieces and scatter it into the wind.
If one is silent for too long, then the tongue withers
When I go to bed at night, I hope they are gone the next morning, but they are still there the next morning.
I was mortified that she disappeared before me, sitting at her writing desk, surrounded by classical music. A cerut in hand and a glass of whisky within reach.
Don’t let what you can’t do get in the way of what you can.
By 2030, we will be working for as little as 15 hours a week.
An amazing breathlessness arises because we fill our lives with emptiness and Facebook. In a discussion about the empty calories of Facebook, someone close to me said with great seriousness: “I have 190 friends on Facebook.” Then I replied: “Yes, but hardly one of them will pick up your coffin the day you leave here.” Why not use the time for some fewer and real friends in the real world.
They are some fools, excuse the expression, because they know the terms, and yet we must listen to the Norwegians’ pathetic statements every year. Many of us are fucking tired of that.
If the heroes run and hide, who will stay and fight?
One of the worst things that can happen to a journalist is a belief in authority.
I have noticed a very, very talkative Silkeborg player. And all the talk about Silkeborg playing much better football this season than last, is perhaps justified. Instead of kicking the ball 40 yards up the field like they did last season, they kick it just 35 yards forward this season.
I clearly remember the first time I had sex. I still have the receipt at home.
It’s different from being 21 and you think there’s endless amount of opportunities. At 33, the ending is much, much closer.
I do not, in principle, comment on judges. Especially not him here.
We know the reward is peace on earth, goodwill toward men, but we cannot win it without determination and concerted effort.
You should always take women so beautiful that you can get rid of them again.