“A man comes walking north. He carries a sack, the first sack, containing provisions for the road and some implements. The man is strong and rough-hewn, with a red lion beard and little scars on face and hands, sites of… — Knut Hamsun Copy Share
“He never read a book but often thought about God; it was unavoidable, a matter of simplicity and awe. The starry sky, the soughing of the forest, the solitude, the big snow, the majesty of the earth and what was… — Knut Hamsun Copy Share Image
“Well, God be with you,’ she said as she finally left him. ’I’m sure He is,’ he replied. She gave a start. ’Are you certain of that?’ ’He has every reason to be. Obviously He’s Lord over all Creation, but it can’t be anything special to be god of animals and mountains. It’s really us human beings that make Him… — Knut Hamsun Copy Share
“De sier hun er melle firti og femti, men hun er mindst seksti, ropte han, og er slikt menneskelig? Gå og vifte med næseborene… — Knut Hamsun Copy Share Image
No worse fate can befall a young man or woman than becoming prematurely entrenched in prudence and negation. — Knut Hamsun Copy Share Image
“The ships whose masts I saw outlined against the sky looked, with their black hulls, like silent monsters that were raising their hackles and… — Knut Hamsun Copy Share Image
And love became the world's origin and the world's ruler, yet littered its path is with flowers and blood, flowers and blood. — Knut Hamsun Copy Share Image
But what really matters is not what you believe but the faith and conviction with which you believe… — Knut Hamsun Copy Share Image
No, I don't admire the genius. But I admire and love the result of the genius's activity in the world, of which the great… — Knut Hamsun Copy Share Image
“Daniel var en mand som forstod adskillig, han hadde været ute for et og andet i livet, hadde mistet både sin farsgård og sin… — Knut Hamsun Copy Share Image
“I imagined I had discovered a new word. I rise up in bed and say, "It is not in the language; I have discovered it. 'Kuboa.' It has letters as a word has. By the benign God, Man you have discovered a word!... 'Kuboa' ... a word of profound import. [...] Some minutes pass over, and I wax nervous; this… — Knut Hamsun Copy Share
“Poteten det var en ny frukt, det var intet mystisk ved den, intet religiøst, kvinnfolk og barn kunne være med og få den satt,… — Knut Hamsun Copy Share Image
