A Norwegian Winter and Judith

have to confess I don't know exactly what Norway is, but it's certainly not a place. Nor a country. Not even an outline on a map. It's something that lives inside the mind of a people who can't tell you what evil is, that doesn't know malice toward others, that interprets all that happens day-to-day as the necessary result of a higher order dictated by a shared knowledge based on the values of a community or a village