Saturday, March 01, 2014


"You, bird, are the letter that was deftly penned during a quiet hour in the Lord's house, whereas I must endure having my image scored out or scraped off the vellum by those who envy and hate me."

—page 13, From the Mouth of the Whale by Sjón (and translated from the Icelandic by Victoria Cribb).

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