An unromantic poem I mean to make, of one who only lives for duty's sake. — Henrik Ibsen Copy Share Image
HELMER; But this is disgraceful. Is this the way you neglect your most sacred duties? NORA: What do you consider is my… — Henrik Ibsen Copy Share Image
Everything I touch seems destined to turn into something mean and farcical. — Henrik Ibsen Copy Share Image
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… — Henrik Ibsen Copy Share Image
What's to become of the morally sound? Left out in the cold, I suppose. We must heal the sick. — Henrik Ibsen Copy Share Image
“To be oneself on a basis of gold is no better than founding one’s house on the sand. For your watch, and your ring,… — Henrik Ibsen Copy Share Image
Look into any man's heart you please, and you will always find, in every one, at least one black spot which he has to… — Henrik Ibsen Copy Share Image
Different people have different duties assigned them by Nature; Nature has given one the power or the desire to do this, the other that.… — Henrik Ibsen Copy Share Image
There is always a risk in being alive, and if you are more alive, there is more risk. — Henrik Ibsen Copy Share Image
It is not for a care-free existence I am fighting, but for the possibility of devoting myself to the task which I believe and… — Henrik Ibsen Copy Share Image
“Nora: It's true Torvald. When I lived at home with Papa, he used to tell me his opinion about everything, and so I had… — Henrik Ibsen Copy Share Image
I propose to raise a revolution against the lie that the majority has the monopoly of the truth. — Henrik Ibsen Copy Share Image
But I almost think we are all of us ghosts. It is not only what we have inherited from our father and mother that… — Henrik Ibsen Copy Share Image
