It is inexcusable for scientists to torture animals; let them make their experiments on journalists and politicians.
HENRIK IBSENIf I cannot be myself in what I write, then the whole is nothing but lies and humbug.
More Henrik Ibsen Quotes
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What sort of truths are they that the majority usually supports? They are truths that are of such advanced age that they are beginning to break up. And if a truth is as old as that, it is also in a fair way to become a lie, gentlemen.
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Happiness is above all things the calm, glad certainty of innocence.
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A party is like a sausage machine, it grinds up all sorts of heads together into the same baloney.
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Friends are to be feared, not so much for what they make us do as what they keep us from doing.
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Nothing is impossible that one desires with an indomitable will.
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Do you know what we are those of us who count as pillars of society? We are society’s tools, neither more nor less.
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It was then that I began to look into the seams of your doctrine. I wanted only to pick at a single knot; but when I had got that undone, the whole thing raveled out. And then I understood that it was all machine-sewn.
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There can be no freedom or beauty about a home life that depends on borrowing and debt.
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The starving poet business is no good nowadays.
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Happiness is worth a daring deed; we are both free if we but will it, and then the game is won.
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Oh, yes–you can shout me down, I know! But you cannot answer me. The majority has might on its side–unfortunately; but right it has not.
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I’ve had the best possible chance of learning that what the working-classes really need is to be allowed some part in the direction of public affairs, Doctorto develop their abilities, their understanding and their self-respect.
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A friend married is a friend lost.
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NORA: I must stand on my own two feet if I’m to get to know myself and the world outside. That’s why I can’t stay here with you any longer.
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An unromantic poem I mean to make, of one who only lives for duty’s sake.
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