Looking for something, I just stumbled across an old, pretty worn copy of this book and immediately lots of memories and feelings popped up.
As a little child, this was one of my absolute favorites and I listened to it and - when I was older - read it countless times.

To me this was far better than any of the other books by Astrid Lindgren and I know almost all of them. But not having read this book in a few years now, I can't really explain why this is. Probably that's another good reason to reread Ronja Räubertochter sometime soon.
Not that I wouldn't also reread it just because I used to LOVE it so much and now want to figure out why I did and hopefully still do.