Frasi di Halldór Kiljan Laxness pagina 6

“La guerra è sempre stata il principale divertimento dell'umanità. Gli altri divertimenti sono un surrogato della guerra.”

da Kristnihald undir Jökli

“La storia è sempre differente da quello che è capitato.”

da Kristnihald undir Jökli

“Fin da quando avevo imparato a leggere, mi avevano sempre infastidito le storie che contenevano un insegnamento morale, un tentativo educativo o comunque un secondo significato celato dietro avvincenti prolusioni o sotto le mentite spoglie di una fiaba. Avevo sempre avuto l'impressione che questo uso improprio della parola mirasse a ingannarmi, e d'istinto smettevo di leggere o di ascoltare non appena cominciavo a sospettare che la narrazione avesse lo scopo d'instillarmi una saggezza che qualcun altro riteneva importante, una virtù che a qualcun altro sembrava bella - invece di raccontarmi una storia, dato che le storie sono la cosa più splendida che si possa raccontare.”

da Kristnihald undir Jökli

“Ecco che cosa intendo per esperienze paranormali, soprannaturali. Se l'umanità si accontentasse di quelle, come faceva una volta, non avrebbe bisogno del tabacco e dell'acquavite.”

Sette maghi

“Che creatura ripugnante, l'uomo", commentò.
"Perché?" chiesi.
"Beve il latte di altri animali", spiegò. "In effetti è l'apice del contronatura. Quando mai a un cavallo viene in mente di farsi allattare da una vacca?”

Sette maghi

“The worth of any deed depends on how it is assessed by the onlookers... once you have made yourself look ridiculous, you go on being ridiculous whatever you do, perhaps for the rest of your life.”

Sette maghi

Halldór Kiljan Laxness: Frasi in inglese

“The Icelanders never got anything in exchange from the Danes except hunger.”

Heimsljós (World Light) (1940), Book Three: The House of the Poet

“When the peace of autumn has become poetic instead of being taken for granted, the last day of the plover become a matter of personal regret, the pony become associated with the history of art and mythology, the evening ice-film on the farm stream become reminiscent of crystal, and the smoke from the chimney become a message to us from those who discovered fire—then the time has come to say goodbye... I had long begun to count the days until I could once again leave home, where I felt an alien, and go out into the alien world, where I was at home. But still I paused for a while over my thoughts of departure, and listened to the silence that had robbed the gods of sleep; and dusk sank slowly over the ponies.”

Jason Gottfreðsson
Heimsljós (World Light) (1940), Book Four: The Beauty of the Heavens

“Don't forget that few people are likely to tell more than a small part of the truth: no one tells much of the truth, let alone the whole truth. Spoken words are facts in themselves, whether true or false. When people talk they reveal themselves, whether they're lying or telling the truth.”

Halldór Laxness libro The Atom Station

Atómstöðin (The Atom Station) (1948)

“Suicide—masturbation multiplied by itself!”

Halldór Laxness libro Kristnihald undir Jökli (bók)

Bishop
Kristnihald undir Jökli (Under the Glacier/Christianity at Glacier) (1968)

“A long time ago they brought me here eastward over the heath, along with one Jón Þeófílusson from the Westfjörds, who was burned after the devil testified against him. And I've got one thing to say about that: a ladies' man like him, who could sit up in the gables an entire night holding on to a Blusterer while his girl was in bed with another man, didn't deserve any better, and that's why I told him so many times in the black pit, 'You'll definitely be burned.'”

Halldór Laxness libro The Atom Station

the organist
Atómstöðin (The Atom Station) (1948)

“It was a rather beggarly set of authorities that reinstated the charges against Christ's tenant two days later at that dreary place, Þingvellir by Öxará. Even the Danish proxy's booth was a shambles, as if the royal power no longer gave any thought to protecting its image of authoritarian splendor against Iceland's storms of wind and rain, which were so inseparable from its folk, crooked and frostbitten pieces of timberwood in the shape of humans. Iceland's weather was a mill that left nothing unpulverized but for the country's basalt peaks. It uprooted and demolished all human works, wiping away not only their color but also their form... The high court was convened in the dilapidated cottage that had once been called a courthouse. Its roof had been torn off, giving wind and rain free range throughout the hall. Mire that had run from the turf walls onto the rotten floorplanks hadn't been mucked out. Inward along the floorboards hobbled Jón Hreggviðsson from Rein, gray-haired, groaning, and puffing.”

Jón Hreggviðsson
Íslandsklukkan (Iceland's Bell) (1946), Part II: The Fair Maiden

“Other children had fathers and mothers and honored them, and they prospered and lived to a ripe old age; but he was often bitter towards his father and mother and dishonored them in his heart. His mother had cuckolded his father, and his father had betrayed his mother, and both of them had betrayed the boy. The only consolation was that he had a Father in heaven. And yet—it would have been better to have a father on earth.”

Íslandsklukkan (Iceland's Bell) (1946), Part III: Fire in Copenhagen

“You should deny facts if they're inconvenient.”

Heimsljós (World Light) (1940), Book One: The Revelation of the Deity

“My mother once sent me out to buy pepper, and I have not returned home yet.”

Juél J. Juél
Heimsljós (World Light) (1940), Book Two: The Palace of the Summerland

“You have a faint education look about you. An educated girl never has an educated look. I cannot stand an educated look on women. It's Communism. Look at me, I passed my University entrance, but I don't show it.”

Garðar Hólm
Brekkukotsannáll (The Fish Can Sing) (1957)

“Often I think the Almighty is like a snow bunting abandoned in all weathers. Such a bird is about the weight of a postage stamp. Yet he does not blow away when he stands in the open in a tempest... He wields this fragile head against the gale, with his beak to the ground, wings folded close to his sides and his tail pointing upwards; and the wind can get no hold on him, and cleaves.”

Halldór Laxness libro The Atom Station

Madam Dulla
Atómstöðin (The Atom Station) (1948)

“The raven is the bird of all the gods. It was the bird of Odin and the bird of Jesus Christ. It will also be the bird of the god Skandilán, who has yet to be born. Whomever the raven rends attains salvation.”

Halldór Laxness libro Kristnihald undir Jökli (bók)

Pastor Jón Prímus
Kristnihald undir Jökli (Under the Glacier/Christianity at Glacier) (1968)

“In reality, no one had meant anything by talking to the parish pauper, none of them cared at all, no one even thought of carrying him downstairs to let him see the wedding like other folk; he was not allowed to see the wedding that he himself had brought about with his poetic talent—such is the lot of poets.</b”

the poet at the Ölfus River
Íslandsklukkan (Iceland's Bell) (1946), Part I: Iceland's Bell

“He wandered away, weeping, away from the farm and up to the rocks at the foot of the mountain, quite overpowered by the evil that seems so often to prevail in life and even to rule it. But what do you think he heard from the rocks at the foot of the mountain? Why, he heard the most delightful singing!”

Heimsljós (World Light) (1940), Book One: The Revelation of the Deity

“Tonight when I listen to our voices in this strange calm which is touched with the presence of death, even though the breeze is rustling so innocently at the door and the roof, I feel as if we were two gods on the clouds of heaven, with mankind dying between us.”

excerpt from the mother's story in "Of Song"
Sjálfstætt fólk (Independent People) (1935), Book One, Part II: Free of Debt

“People have kept on asking me: did he sing well? I reply, the world is a song, but we do not know whether it is a good song because we have nothing to compare it with.”

Ólafur
Heimsljós (World Light) (1940), Book Three: The House of the Poet

“To walk home alone at night is a disaster, in novels. Some girls confuse the state of being in love and being lonely, and think they are the former when in fact they are the latter; in love with everyone and no one, just because they are without a man.”

Brekkukotsannáll (The Fish Can Sing) (1957)

“After further consideration, the herd of ponies had left off being frightened at all and had calmed down, and were now grazing in the home pastures, on the grass fields and gravel banks or in the home meadow close up to the farm. I stood at the window in that autumn light that makes the dead and the living more sharply discernible than the light of any other season. Yes, what a well-sculptured creature the pony is, so finely carved that even if there were no more than half a chisel stroke extra the workmanship would be ruined; that curve from neck to rump, and all the way down to the fetlock, is in actual fact a woman's curve; in the oblique-set eyes of these creatures lies buried a wisdom that is hidden from men but blended with the mockery of the idols; around the muzzle and the underlip hovers the smile that no cinema shark has ever been able to reproduce; and where is the female star who smells as wonderful as the nose of a pony?</b”

Halldór Laxness libro The Atom Station

Atómstöðin (The Atom Station) (1948)

“Although grace comes from above, that is not to say that everyone has the ability to accept to it.”

Halldór Laxness libro The Atom Station

Atómstöðin (The Atom Station) (1948)

“The glimmer continued to play about the vault of heaven. To the west one could see the roofs of nearby mansions and the tower of Our Lady's Church silhouetted against the dull red glow of embers in the darkness of the night.”

Heimsljós (World Light) (1940), Book Two: The Palace of the Summerland

“All that you ask for, you shall have.”

Íslandsklukkan (Iceland's Bell) (1946), Part III: Fire in Copenhagen

“In actual fact, no man is honest when sober; in actual fact, you cannot believe a single word that a sober man says. I wish I were drunk myself.”

Halldór Laxness libro The Atom Station

Bui Arland
Atómstöðin (The Atom Station) (1948)

“And when I say the world is governed by nothing but demons, who will continue to be demons until they have destroyed the world, I am not using profanities; on the contrary, demon is a scientific term, a formula covering a specific chemical composition without connotations from politics, religion, or moral philosophy.... Here among us on the lowest rung of the world of life, no attention is paid to books unless they are written by chemically analyzed demons, or at least for them. Poets and philosophers are respected in proportion to the contempt and disgust they feel for the creation of life. Give this day our daily war is the prayer of those who govern countries. Kill, kill, said the outlaw Skuggasveinn...”

Halldór Laxness libro The Atom Station

Bui Arland
Atómstöðin (The Atom Station) (1948)

“I wonder what my grandfather Björn of Brekkukot really thought what Latin was? Did he think it was the magic Sesame which opened all cliffs in Iceland? If so, I am not at all sure that he was all that far from the truth. Where fish leaves off in Iceland, Latin takes over.</b”

Halldór Laxness libro Kristnihald undir Jökli (bók)

Dr. Sýngmann
Kristnihald undir Jökli (Under the Glacier/Christianity at Glacier) (1968)

“Dust, who is not dust? I am dust. But I am your Member of Parliament, nevertheless.”

Brekkukotsannáll (The Fish Can Sing) (1957)

“I know perfectly well that I am nothing to anyone. But the middle finger is no longer than the pinky if one measures both against infinity; or if one clenches one's fist.... Even if a mouse came to me and said that it was going to fly over the ocean, and an eagle said it was thinking of digging itself a hole in the ground, I would say, 'Go ahead.'”

Halldór Laxness libro The Atom Station

Bui Arland
Atómstöðin (The Atom Station) (1948)

“A tiny light had been lit in a cottage on Álftanes; probably someone was going out fishing. Often there was frost and frozen snow, and the ice creaked in the night. Somewhere out in the infinite distance lay the spring, at least in God's mind, like the babies that are not yet conceived in the mother's womb.”

Jón of Skagi
Brekkukotsannáll (The Fish Can Sing) (1957)

“Why won't the king of Denmark leave us our names? We have done nothing against him. We deserve no less respect than he does. My forefathers were kings of land and sea... Our skalds composed poetry and told stories in the language of King Óðinn himself, who came from Ásgarður when Europe still spoke the language of slaves.”

Brekkukotsannáll (The Fish Can Sing) (1957)

“When Icelanders were worthy of the name, it was considered an accepted duty to avenge with the sword the sort of crime you have committed against my family. It's a bitter thing to be living at a time when one may not challenge to single combat the man who has disgraced one's family, and carve a blood-eagle on his back!”

Snæfríður
Íslandsklukkan (Iceland's Bell) (1946), Part III: Fire in Copenhagen