A thousand words will not leave so deep an impression as one deed.
HENRIK IBSENI’m inclined to think we are all ghosts-every one of us. It’s not just what we inherit from our mothers and fathers that haunts us. Its all kinds of old defunct theories, all sorts of old defunct beliefs, and things like that.
More Henrik Ibsen Quotes
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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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Oh, one soon makes friends with invalids; and I need so much to have someone to live for.
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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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What’s a man’s first duty? The answer is brief: To be himself.
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Whenever I take up a newspaper, I seem to see Ghosts gliding between the lines. There must be Ghosts all the country over, as thick as the sand of the sea. We are, one and all, so pitifully afraid of the light.
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Our whole being is nothing but a fight against the dark forces within ourselves.
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Bigger things than the State will fall, all religion will fall.
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The strongest men are the most alone.
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The greatest victory is defeat.
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What is the difference in being alone with another and being alone by one’s self?
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The strong must learn to be lonely.
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It’s such sport with these heroes of finance: they are like beads on a string – when one slips off, all the rest follow.
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The costliness of keeping friends does not lie in what one does for them, but in what one, out of consideration for them, refrains from doing.
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It’s a liberation to know that an act of spontaneous courage is yet possible in this world. An act that has something of unconditional beauty.
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The younger generation will come knocking at my door.
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