Hannah Kent Quotes

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

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  Different, Done, Persons

  Hannah Kent (2013). “Burial Rites”, p.78, Pan Macmillan

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• 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.

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  Prayer, Mistake, Woven

  Hannah Kent (2013). “Burial Rites”, p.73, Pan Macmillan

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• En Islandia, puedes ver el contorno de las montañas dondequiera que vayas, y el oleaje de las colinas, y siempre más allá el horizonte. Y hay algo extraño: nunca estás escondido; siempre te sientes expuesto en ese paisaje. Pero eso también lo hace muy hermoso.

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  Beautiful, Iceland, Mountain

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• Pájaros crueles, cuervos, pero sabios. Y las criaturas deben ser amadas por su sabiduría si no pueden ser amadas por su bondad.

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  Wise, Kindness, Ravens

  Hannah Kent (2013). “Burial Rites”, p.33, Pan Macmillan

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

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  Iceland, Stories, Firsts

  Hannah Kent (2013). “Burial Rites”, p.232, Pan Macmillan

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• I don't want to be remembered, I want to be here!

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  Life, Want, Remembered

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• A bubble of fear passes up my spine. It's the feeling of standing on ice and suddenly hearing it crack under your weight - both thrilling and terrifying together.

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  Ice, Feelings, Together

  Hannah Kent (2013). “Burial Rites”, p.53, Pan Macmillan

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• No doves come from ravens’ eggs

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  Eggs, Ravens, Dove

  Hannah Kent (2013). “Burial Rites”, p.84, Pan Macmillan

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• How can I say what it was like to breathe again? I felt newborn. I staggered in the light of the world and took deep gulps of fresh sea air. It was late in the day: the wet mouth of the afternoon was full on my face. My soul blossomed in that brief moment as they led me out of doors. I fell, my skirts in the mud, and I turned my face upwards as if in prayer. I could have wept from the relief of light.

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  Prayer, Light, Air

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• If I believed everything everyone had ever told me about my family I'd be a sight more miserable than I am now

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  Sight, Miserable, My Family

  Hannah Kent (2013). “Burial Rites”, p.79, Pan Macmillan

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• I preferred to read than talk with the others.

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  Hannah Kent (2013). “Burial Rites”, p.132, Pan Macmillan

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• I've been half-frozen for so long, it is as though the winter has set up home in my marrow.

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  Home, Winter, Long

  Hannah Kent (2013). “Burial Rites”, p.32, Pan Macmillan

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• When did a smile ever get anyone into trouble?

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  Problemas

  Hannah Kent (2013). “Burial Rites”, p.84, Pan Macmillan

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• It’s not fair. People claim to know you through the things you’ve done, and not by sitting down and listening to you speak for yourself.

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  People, Listening, Sitting Down

  Hannah Kent (2013). “Burial Rites”, p.78, Pan Macmillan

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• People speak of the fear of the blank canvas as though it is a temporary hesitation, a trembling moment of self-doubt. For me it was more like being abducted from my bed by a clown, thrust into a circus arena with a wicker chair, and told to tame a pissed-off lion in front of an expectant crowd.

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  Self, People, Doubt

  Hannah Kent (2013). “Burial Rites”, p.234, Pan Macmillan

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• Tan solo me hago amigo de los cuervos que cazan corderos.

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  Lonely, Ravens, Lambs

  Hannah Kent (2013). “Burial Rites”, p.110, Pan Macmillan

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• Endless days of dark indoors and hateful glances are enough to set a rime on anyone's bones.

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  Dark, Hateful, Bones

  Hannah Kent (2013). “Burial Rites”, p.32, Pan Macmillan

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• The gloom encroaches upon my mind, and my heart flutters like a bird held fast in a fist.

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  Heart, Bird, Mind

  Hannah Kent (2013). “Burial Rites”, p.110, Pan Macmillan

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• Memories shift like loose snow in a wind, or are a chorale of ghosts all talking over one another. There is only ever a sense that what is real to me is not real to others, and to share a memory with someone is to risk sullying my belief in what has truly happened.

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  Memories, Real, Talking

  Hannah Kent (2013). “Burial Rites”, p.80, Pan Macmillan

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• It was only later that I suffocated under the weight of his arguments, and his darker thoughts articulated. It was only later that our tongues produced landslides, that we become caught in the cracks between what we said and what we meant, until we could not find each other, did not trust the words in our own mouths.

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  Broken Heart, Cracks, Weight

  Hannah Kent (2013). “Burial Rites”, p.152, Pan Macmillan

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• 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.

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  Writing, Iceland, Trying

  "'Burial Rites' author Hannah Kent finds mystery in Iceland". Interview with Randy Dotinga, www.csmonitor.com. November 29, 2013.

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• ...dreadful birds, dressed in red with breasts of silver buttons, and cocked heads and sharp mouths, looking for guilt like berries on a bush.

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  Bird, Guilt, Buttons

  Hannah Kent (2013). “Burial Rites”, p.73, Pan Macmillan

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• I have made a mistake. They condemn me to death and I ask for a boy to coach me for it. A red-headed boy, who gobbles his buttered bread and toddles to his horse with the seat of his pants wet, this is the young man they hope will get me on my knees, full of prayer. This is the young man I hope will be able to help me, although with what and how I cannot think.

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  Horse, Prayer, Mistake

  Hannah Kent (2013). “Burial Rites”, p.62, Pan Macmillan

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• The treachery of a friend is worse than that of a foe.

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  Treachery, Foe

  Hannah Kent (2013). “Burial Rites”, p.122, Pan Macmillan

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