"We arrived early enough on Aegina to stroll by the quayside and have lunch outside at a taverna in the middle of the fish market, toasting Katerina [Anghelaki-Rooke] with the light, local, resinated white wine – bright and pale gold like the winter sunlight, and with the faint aroma of island pines – as cats darted in and out of the fish stalls with little silver fish in their jaws. Katerina had a flare for living – for food and drink, for friendship, for eros, the physical world – and is often spoken of as a poet of the body. That she was larger than life would make you forget she was actually diminutive in stature, and often racked with pain." AE Stallings TLS

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