Halldór Laxness Quote

The Voice began to echo at once. It was the same Voice of old. The difference was that when he was a child he thought he knew what it was, and that he understood it, and he gave it a name; but the older and wiser he became, the more difficult he found it to say what it was, or to understand it, except that he felt it called him away from other people and the responsibilities of life to the place where it alone reigned... Ah, sweet Voice, he said, and filled his lungs with the cool evening breeze of the north, but he did not dare open his arms to it for fear that people might think he was mad.


Heimsljós (World Light) (1940)


The Voice began to echo at once. It was the same Voice of old. The difference was that when he was a child he thought he knew what it was, and that...

The Voice began to echo at once. It was the same Voice of old. The difference was that when he was a child he thought he knew what it was, and that...

The Voice began to echo at once. It was the same Voice of old. The difference was that when he was a child he thought he knew what it was, and that...

The Voice began to echo at once. It was the same Voice of old. The difference was that when he was a child he thought he knew what it was, and that...