Sara Sheehy

“I am one of those who has no trouble imagining the sentient lives of trees, of their leaves in some fashion communicating or of the massy trunks and heavy branches knowing it is I who have come, as I always come, each morning, to walk beneath them, glad to be alive and glad to be there.”
― Mary Oliver, Winter Hours: Prose, Prose Poems, and Poems

“He wants to accomplish something in life, learn languages, see the world, read a thousand books, he wants to discover whether there is any core, but sometimes it's hard to think and read when one is stiff and sore after a difficult fishing voyage, wet and cold after twelve hours' working in the meadows, when his thoughts can be so heavy that he can hardly lift them, then it's a long way to the core.”
― Jón Kalman Stefánsson, Himnaríki og helvíti

“Give me silence, water, hope
Give me struggle, iron, volcanoes.”
― Pablo Neruda

“Bardur and the boy had leaned back a bit and looked at the sparkling sky that makes us humble and powerful at once and seems sometimes to speak to us. What is says carefully cleanses old wounds.”
― Jón Kalman Stefánsson