I preferred to read than talk with the others.

To know what a person has done, and to know who a person is, are very different things.

I preferred to read than talk with the others.

As though prayer could simply pluck sin out. But any woman knows that a thread, once woven, is fixed in place; the only way to smooth a mistake is to let it all unravel.

I first heard the story of Agnes Magnusdottir when I was an exchange student in the north of Iceland.

I have a deep and ongoing love of Iceland, particular the landscape, and when writing Burial Rites, I was constantly trying to see whether I could distill its extraordinary and ineffable qualities into a kind of poetry.

No doves come from ravens’ eggs