“I have lived with the winds, the woods, the mountains. I have watched for days, months and years the slow flow of clouds over the Sardinian sky. I have a thousand and a thousand times rested my head on the tree trunks, the stones, the rocks to listen to the voice of the leaves, what the birds were saying, what the running water was telling. I have seen the dawn and the sunset, the rising of the moon in the immense solitude of the mountains, I have listened to the songs, the traditional music and the fairy tales and speeches of the people. And so my art has been shaped, like a song, or a motif that spontaneously flows from the lips of a primitive poet "

 

Grazia Deledda’s speech at the

Nobel Prize for Literature award ceremony,

Stockholm, 1926