“and a Finnish woman, who made my bed and cooked breakfast and muttered Finnish wisdom to herself over the electric stove”
“Finnish is not a language, it is a way of setting at the end of the bench with your fur cap pulled over your ears.”
“Indeed, there is pain when spring buds burst..."Wasn't there a Swedish poet who had said something like that? Or was she Finnish?”
“I finish what I start, and I Finnish what I Swedish.”
“It [discovering Finnish] was like discovering a wine-cellar filled with bottles of amazing wine of a kind and flavour never tasted before. It quite intoxicated me.”
“Cooking up ideas like my brain is on a stove.”