“There is nothing to talk about" she said. "I'm just a freak that's all.”

“Salander leaned back against the pillow and followed the conversation with a smile. She wondered why she, who had such difficulty talking about herself with people of flesh and blood, could blithely reveal her most intimate secrets to a bunch of completely unknown freaks on the Internet.”

“Dear Government... I'm going to have a serious talk with you if I ever find anyone to talk to.”

“What an excellent tool the internet is for freaks.”

“When this is all over I'm going to found an association called 'The Knights of the Idiotic Table' and its purpose will be to arrange an annual dinner where we tell stories about Lisbeth Salander. You're all members.”

“She's married. I'm more a friend and occasional lover.”

“Harley-Davidson," she said. "Sweet.”