I was very emotional reading the words of the Icelandic writer Auður Ava Ólafsdóttir.
In his article for Internazionale he described a sensation that I often feel when recently I witness an exceptional show or visit a new place or meet a person who fascinates me. The awareness of not being able to repeat that experience and the certainty of not being able to experience it like the first time.

“But above all, if the language in which I write disappears, the only language I know that uses the same word (heima and heimur) to indicate home and world disappears.”

by Auður Ava Ólafsdóttir

as published in Internazionale