A party is like a sausage machine, it grinds up all sorts of heads together into the same baloney.
HENRIK IBSENWhat 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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Nobody can put a character on paper without – at any rate in part and at times – sitting as a model for it himself.
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I am sticking as closely to my subject as I can; for my subject is precisely this, that it is the masses, the majority
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To live is to war with trolls.
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There is something so indescribably sweet and satisfying in the knowledge that a husband or wife has forgiven the other freely, and from the heart.
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To crave for happiness in this world is simply to be possessed by a spirit of revolt. What right have we to happiness?
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If you doubt yourself, then indeed you stand on shaky ground.
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Take the life-lie away from the average man and straight away you take away his happiness.
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Our whole being is nothing but a fight against the dark forces within ourselves.
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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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That is the accursed thing about small surroundings — they make the soul small.
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Happiness is above all things the calm, glad certainty of innocence.
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Writing has… been to me like a bath from which I have risen feeling cleaner, healthier, and freer.
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Look into any man’s heart you please, and you will always find, in every one, at least one black spot which he has to keep concealed.
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I’m no longer prepared to accept what people say and what’s written in books. I must think things out for myself, and try to find my own answer.
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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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