Karl Ove Knausgaard
From My Saga, Part 1, NYT Magazine, March 1, 2015
Translated by Ingvild Burkey from the Norwegian
Photo: Antti Aimo-Koivisto/Rex Features
“When we drove out of Cleveland a few hours later, I was worried. I hadn’t seen anything yet that I could write about. To be able to describe something, you have to feel some kind of emotional attachment to it, however faint. The external has to awaken something within; nothing means anything in itself, it is the resonance it produces, in the soul and in the language, that gives meaning to the thing described. Cleveland meant nothing to me.”
