U - Sigrid Undset

Posted by Claudia Moser on 7:00 AM in ,

A little surprise again, Sigrid Undset, Nobel prize winner in 1928 received for her history novels about Norway's 13th and 14th century.

“All my days I have longed equally to travel the right road and to take my own errant path.”
― Kristin Lavransdatter

 “Her heart felt as if it were breaking in her breast, bleeding and bleeding, young and fierce. From grief over the warm and ardent love which she had lost and still secretly mourned; from anguished joy over the pale, luminous love which drew her to the farthest boundaries of life on this earth. Through the great darkness that would come, she saw the gleam of another, gentler sun, and she sensed the fragrance of the herbs in the garden at world's end.”
― The Wife

“Feelings of longing seemed to burst from her heart; they ran in all directions, like streams of blood, seeking out paths to all the places in the wide landscape where she had lived, to all her sons roaming through the world, to all her dead lying under the earth.”
― Kristin Lavransdatter

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I'd never heard of her. She was a very pretty lady.

she was quite beautiful

Lovely photo. I read these books many years ago and they were wonderful.

Anonymous says:

I've never heard of her either, but she is so pretty.

Beautiful writer and a lovely looking girl.

Another interesting woman writer and imagine getting the Nobel Prize. Wow! Thanks for enlightening us. Love the photo of her. She was lovely.

Cattitude and Gratitude

@Suzy - she was also very bright
@Adam - agreed
@Rita - so happy when people did read the books of the authors I present
@Laura - maybe you will read her work one day
@Belle - true
@Cat - yes, she gave me an idea for next year's challenge :)

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