Julie: I feel like I never see anything through. I go from one thing to another.
Narrator: She observed her fellow students. Norway's future spiritual advisers. Mostly girls with borderline eating disorders.
Narrator: She said she was terrified of being alone. Terrified of living without him. That when she left, she'd be like Bambi on the ice. And that was precisely why she had to do it. Aksel mumbled soothing words she didn't hear. She was thinking about how, at the age of 30, she'd just compared herself to Bambi.
Aksel: You were the most important relationship in my life. You don't have to say anything. I know it's not the same for you. That's normal. You have many years left to live. But I know, I feel it. And I want you to know. You were the love of my life. You're a damn good person.
Julie: Personally, I feel like I know everything about male problems. Erectile dysfunction, morning wood, infatuation with young women, premature ejaculation. It's in all the books and movies. Where's the menstrual period? Female orgasm and desire? Where?
Aksel: I have imaginary conversations with you.
Julie: Everything we feel, we have to put into words. Sometimes, I just want to feel things.
Eivind: People die of thirst in Chile because avocados need so much water.
Aksel: I wasted so much time worrying about what could go wrong. But what did go wrong, was never the things I worried about.
Julie: I don't have anyone I can talk to the way we used to talk.
Aksel: I always worried something would go wrong, but the things that went wrong were never what I worried about.
Aksel: If I regret one thing, it's that I never managed to make you see how wonderful you are.
