Nalle used to tease BR about his indifference to food: "... he would politely pretend that he cared but I knew he did not—one can tell!"

"B. used to say he was a bit sceptical about the haunts of the idle rich, but he had to confess he liked the so-called Cote d'Azur."

Nalle saw that BR got a Danish prize the other day and she will write to congratulate him. "I often miss him. But in many ways he is an enigma to me—is he to you?" (S. Turcon note)