“He continued on, on to the glacier, towards the dawn, from ridge to ridge, in deep, new-fallen snow, paying no heed to the storms that might pursue him. As a child he had stood by the seashore at Ljósavík and watched the waves soughing in and out, but now he was heading away from the sea. "Think of me when you are in glorious sunshine." Soon the sun of the day of resurrection will shine on the bright paths where she awaits her poet. And beauty shall reign alone.” ThinkingChildrenMightSunPathSeaPoetShiningWaveStormSnowPursueDawnFallenGloriousSunshineResurrectionReignHeadingsHeedThink Of MeGlaciersRidgesShine OnSeashore Author:Halldór Laxness
“A wise man once said that next to losing its mother, there is nothing more healthy for a child than to lose its father.” MenChildrenSaidMotherNextFatherLosesWiseHealthyLosingWise Man Once Said Author:Halldór Laxness
“The tyranny of mankind; it was like the obstinate drip of water falling on a stone and hollowing it little by little; and this drip continued, falling obstinately, falling without pause on the souls of the children.” ChildrenLittlesSoulFallWaterMankindStonesTyrannyPausesObstinate Author:Halldór Laxness