Helmer: “Before all else you are a wife and a mother.” Nora: “That I no longer believe. I believe that before all else I am a human being.”
HENRIK IBSENBigger things than the State will fall, all religion will fall.
More Henrik Ibsen Quotes
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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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Now I am steel-set: I follow the call to the clear radiance and glow of the heights.
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Marriage is something you have to give your whole mind to.
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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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I have other duties equally sacred, Duties to myself.
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This is life! It can harden and it can exalt!
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The majority is never right. Never, I tell you! That’s one of these lies in society that no free and intelligent man can help rebelling against. Who are the people that make up the biggest proportion of the population — the intelligent ones or the fools?
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I’m afraid for all those who’ll have the bread snatched from their mouths by these machines. What business has science and capitalism got, bringing all these new inventions into the works, before society has produced a generation educated up to using them!
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Don’t use that foreign word: ideals. We have the excellent native word: lies.
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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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Rob the average man of his life-illusion, and you rob him of his happiness at the same stroke.
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Public opinion is an extremely mutable thing.
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Our whole being is nothing but a fight against the dark forces within ourselves.
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A thousand words can’t make the mark a single deed will leave.
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Different people have different duties assigned them by Nature; Nature has given one the power or the desire to do this, the other that. Each bird must sing with his own throat.
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