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Soren Kierkegaard Quotes
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Full Name:Søren Aabye Kierkegaard
Profession:Danish philosopher
Born:May 5, 1813, Copenhagen, Denmark
Died:November 11, 1855, Copenhagen, Denmark
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What labels me, negates me.
Soren KierkegaardSoren Kierkegaard And this is one of the most crucial definitions for the whole of Christianity; that the opposite of sin is not virtue but faith.
Soren KierkegaardSoren Kierkegaard In my great melancholy, I loved life, for I love my melancholy.
Soren KierkegaardSoren Kierkegaard What if everything in the world were a misunderstanding, what if laughter were really tears?
Soren KierkegaardSoren Kierkegaard I stick my finger into existence and it smells of nothing.
Soren KierkegaardSoren Kierkegaard The greatest hazard of all, losing one’s self, can occur very quietly in the world, as if it were nothing at all.
Soren KierkegaardSoren Kierkegaard Why bother remembering a past that cannot be made into a present?
Soren KierkegaardSoren Kierkegaard In the secretly blushing cheek is reflected the glow of the heart.
Soren KierkegaardSoren Kierkegaard Above all, do not lose your desire to walk.
Soren KierkegaardSoren Kierkegaard My melancholy is the most faithful mistress I have known; what wonder, then, that I love her in return.
Soren KierkegaardSoren Kierkegaard In this wilderness, Mankind is the animal I fear.
Addison SchmittAddison Schmitt The irony is that he broke the only person he never wanted to hurt.
Krishan PandeyKrishan Pandey I will wait, I am waiting, and I will love you with all the love I posses until this body is ash and I begin my search for you again.
Tyler Knott GregsonTyler Knott Gregson Nothing is permanent not even your pain.
Taj AroraTaj Arora Do not insist me to let you go, you come half hearted like a crescent moon, and you go heart-filled like a full moon which glows.
Nikita GandhiNikita Gandhi I want to fold you into my book, like a petal, so that you’d never leave.
Mira R. AridiMira R. Aridi