No man is an island, said metaphysical British poet John Donne. And neither, it seems, is the eccentric Icelandic poetess, Bjork, according to Giant Magazine:
"Giant: Is it true that the Icelandic government gave you an island?
"Bjork: They wanted to, but I didn't want it. I'm not good at owing somebody something. I was going to buy a small island up north to get privacy, but if you're given an island they'll have tourist boats circling around it, pointing at you. I mean, I already walk down the street in Iceland and get tourists that walk up to me and poke me with their finger like they've just bought a trip to Disneyland and they met Donald Duck. They totally don't treat me like a human being. (In New York) nobody gives a fuck. That's why it's great to be here.
"Giant: How big was the island?
"Bjork: God, I don't know. You don't think in meters, do you?
"Giant: Sorry.
"Bjork: I can't remember. It was really short, though. You could walk from one end to the other in, like 15 minutes.
"Giant: Are islands expensive?
"Bjork: You'd be surprised! You can actually go on the web and get islands and they'll be the same price as a house."
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