“Here and there on the sills, ledges and crags there were certain outcrops that resembled cones, knobs or pegs. – How odd it was to watch them when the sun shone brightly on the cliffs.  Each outcrop had a shadow that shifted as the sun travelled on its course westwards. – And though I had never noticed it before, I suddenly saw that the rocks were teeming with silent, unobtrusive life.  – They were no longer rocks. They were a giant gallery.”

Sudursveit, p.127-128