“Miss Macleod is a poet. Her prose is prose—it is a poet’s prose.... She excels in the very quality most Celtic literature so signally wants—namely, form.... But more than a sense of form is evident in her stories. She has the seeing eye, the hearing ear, the attentive spirit, the brooding mind. She has caught and construed into sweet words all the magical beauty of the themes, nor has she shrunk from their horror; and in almost all one is conscious of that unknown something that ‘moves in the shadow of life.’ ‘It is Destiny,’ she tells us, ‘that is the Protagonist in the Celtic drama.’”—To-day.
“Miss Macleod’s genius has long been recognised as representing most completely the revival of the Celtic spirit in modern English literature.”—The Manchester Guardian.
“Miss Macleod is a Celt of the Celts; her theme is the ancient trouble of her race.... She appeals to a little clan of her own, to whom the wild bees of the spirit come, as secret wings in the dark, with the sound and breath of forgotten things. To that clan The Winged Destiny will be more than welcome. It shows in abundance all the writer’s usual qualities of charm and manner.... Criticism bends before the magic glamour of the north, where the sea foam is white and the skies are dark with cloud and wind. The land of the Gael is something rare and apart; and rare and apart, judge it as you will, is the art of Fiona Macleod.”—The Glasgow Herald.
“What I admire in the work of Miss Fiona Macleod is her infinite sympathy for all that is beautiful, either in what we usually call inanimate nature, or in the deeds and words of men. She too—and this is no mean compliment—respects her own gift, and bestows it royally.”—Country Life.
“‘There is no mystery in them, or anywhere, except the eternal mystery of beauty’—and Miss Macleod certainly possesses the master key to the heart of that mystery.”—The Daily Chronicle.