“When one has once fully entered the realm of love, the world — no matter how imperfect — becomes rich and beautiful, it consists solely of opportunities for love.” — Søren Kierkegaard Copy Share Image
“At vove er at miste fodfæstet et kort øjeblik - ikke at vove er at miste sig selv.” — Søren Kierkegaard Copy Share
“Who tricked me into this whole thing and leaves me standing here? Who am I? How did I get into the world? Why was… — Søren Kierkegaard Copy Share
“No woman in maternity confinement can have stranger and more impatient wishes than I have.” — Søren Kierkegaard Copy Share
“If a man had a little button sewn on the inner pocket of his coat 'on principle' his otherwise unimportant and quite serviceable action… — Søren Kierkegaard Copy Share
“I stick my finger in existence — it smells of nothing. Where am I? Who am I? How came I here? What is this… — Søren Kierkegaard Copy Share
“A human being is spirit. But what is spirit? Spirit is the self. But what is the self? The self is a relation that… — Søren Kierkegaard Copy Share
“I am poor—you are my riches; dark—you are my light; I own nothing, need nothing. And how could I own anything? After all, it… — Søren Kierkegaard Copy Share
“But there is a concerned guide, a knowing one, who attracts the attention of the wanderer, who calls out to him that he should… — Søren Kierkegaard Copy Share
“There is something frightful in the fact that the most dangerous thing of all, playing at Christianity, is never included in the list of… — Søren Kierkegaard Copy Share
“Yet in another and still more definite sense despair is the sickness unto death. It is indeed very far from being true that, literally… — Søren Kierkegaard Copy Share
“Sitting calmly on a ship in fair weather is not a metaphor for having faith; but when the ship has sprung a leak, then… — Søren Kierkegaard Copy Share
“Not merely in the realm of commerce but in the world of ideas as well our age is organizing a regular clearance sale. Everything… — Søren Kierkegaard Copy Share
“In love with myself, that is what people say I am. It doesn’t surprise me, for how could they notice that I can love… — Søren Kierkegaard Copy Share
