Svar við bréfi Helgu Quotes

“Yes. Perhaps I have lived with love, not against it. Love is not just a bourgeois romantic notion of finding the one true match who will fill one's soul so full that it brims over and splashes out uninterruptedly as if from some eternal pump. Love is also in this life that I've lived here in the countryside. And when I chose this life and pursued it and didn't regret it, I learned that one should stick to one's decision, nurture it and not deviate—that this is an expression of love.”
― Bergsveinn Birgisson, Svar við bréfi Helgu

“Life is reverie and dream, calm day, breaking sea and so, skerry and strong stream, storm, fog, and powdery snow. Blossom and sunbeams, we mustn't forget. But behind the mountains heaven-high- none has caught sight yet.”
― Bergsveinn Birgisson, Svar við bréfi Helgu

“You two are the only religion I've ever had. I haven't chosen to kiss up to God and Christ when things have gone badly in my life. There are, of course, many who suffer from hunger and poverty. I've always had enough for me and mine and accepted responsibility for the decisions I've made, not interfering with those distinguished gentlemen in their jobs. I've also understood that this God in Heaven must be at least partly created by man. I guess I know He exists, but He's hardly the type to sport whiskers. I've felt rather that He speaks to mankind in the autumn colors of the crops, or in the scent of newly cut driftwood pieces that cleave so exquisitely into fence posts and outlast their maker.”
― Bergsveinn Birgisson, Svar við bréfi Helgu

“...understood that a man can dream big dreams on small pillows. I've kept going, intoxicated with desire and the hope that drives sap into the withered branches of creation.”
― Bergsveinn Birgisson, Svar við bréfi Helgu

“I remember saying that human societies were like apples. The bigger, the less taste.”
― Bergsveinn Birgisson, Svar við bréfi Helgu

“Continuerai-je alors de te désirer ? Qui sait si je ne reviendrai pas sous la forme d'un fantôme lubrique, le dard en avant, à l’affût d'une occase ?”
― Bergsveinn Birgisson, Svar við bréfi Helgu

“likening you, young and naked, to a tractor.”
― Bergsveinn Birgisson, Reply to a Letter from Helga

“No one understands that it's possible to see the light long ago, but it's all the same to me f no one understands what is meant.”
― Bergsveinn Birgisson, Svar við bréfi Helgu

“Dear Helga, Some people die from what is beyond them. Others die because death has been in them for ages, clamping their veins from within. They all die. Each in his own way. Some fall to the floor midsentence. Others depart peacefully in a dream. Do their dreams then end, as when the film is no longer projected onto the screen? Or do their dreams just change in appearance, taking on new light and colors? Is this perceptible in any way to the one who dreams?”
― Bergsveinn Birgisson, Svar við bréfi Helgu

“Ye. Perhaps I have lived with love, not against it. Love is not just a bourgeois romantic notion of finding the one true match who will fill one's soul so full that it brims over and splashes uninterruptedly as if from some eternal pump. Love is also in this life that I've lived here in the countryside. And when I chose this life and pursued it an didn't regret it, I learned that one should stick to one's decision, nurture it and not deviate--that this is an expression of love.”
― Bergsveinn Birgisson, Svar við bréfi Helgu