Then She Made Up Her Mind.it Was

Salander's Fingers Emerged Like Something Dead From Beneath The Earth. Had There Been Any Human Watching, He Would Probably Have Reacted Like The Fox. He Was Gone Like A Shot.

Zalachenko...you're Just An Ordinary Asshole Who Hates Women.

Blomkvist Had Indeed Had Many Brief Relationships. He Knew He Was Reasonably Good-looking, But He Had Never Considered Himself Exceptionally Attractive. But He Had Often Been Told That He Had Something That Made Women Interested In Him . . .that He Radiated Self-confidence And Security At The Same Time, That He Had The Ability To Make Women Feel At Ease. Going To Bed With Him Was Not Threatening Or Complicated, But It Might Be Erotically Enjoyable. And That, According To Blomkvist, Was As It Should Be.

[her] Greatest Fear, Which Was So Huge And So Black That It Was Of Phobic Proportions, Was That People Would Laugh At Her Feelings.

I Am Not Altogether Confident Of My Ability To Put My Thoughts Into Words: My Texts Are Usually Better After An Editor Has Hacked Away At Them, And I Am Used To Both Editing And Being Edited. Which Is To Say That I Am Not Oversensitive In Such Matters.