“Let me tell you something: there are three sorts of people - thinkers, scribblers, and cattle. It is true, I secretly count almost all who are called thinkers and poets among the scribblers, and most of the scribblers belong to… — Hjalmar Söderberg Copy Share Image
“La moralidad es un servicio doméstico, no una divinidad. Conviene usarla, pero no debe mandar” — Hjalmar Söderberg Copy Share Image
“In the days when I was ambitious I worked out a very pretty little plan for conquering the whole earth and rearranging things as… — Hjalmar Söderberg Copy Share Image
“Grădinarului i s-a spus că doar iarba va creşte pe mormântul meu, iar primăvara voi avea anemone. O să vii odată o să culegi… — Hjalmar Söderberg Copy Share Image
Do not go to the bottom of things, or you will go to the bottom yourself. — Hjalmar Söderberg Copy Share Image
“We want everything, we want to be everything. We want to experience all the joys of good fortune and the full depths of suffering.… — Hjalmar Söderberg Copy Share Image
“Och vad är månskenet? Solsken i andra hand. Försvagat, förfalskat.” — Hjalmar Söderberg Copy Share Image
“Never will she be mine; never. I never brought a flush to her cheek, and it is not I who now have made it… — Hjalmar Söderberg Copy Share Image
One wants to be loved, in lack thereof admired, in lack thereof feared, in lack thereof loathed and despised. One wants to instill some… — Hjalmar Söderberg Copy Share Image
Nothing so reduces and drags down a human being as the consciousness of not being loved. — Hjalmar Söderberg Copy Share Image
“Thought is an acid, eating us away. At first we imagine it will only eat into that which is rotten and sick and must… — Hjalmar Söderberg Copy Share Image
“He was strict and hard and had perfectly clear and definite ideas about duty, where the others were concerned. For oneself one can always… — Hjalmar Söderberg Copy Share Image
We know so little about one another. We embrace a shadow and love a dream. — Hjalmar Söderberg Copy Share Image
![“Never will she be mine; never. I never brought a flush to her cheek, and it is not I who now have made it so chalk-white. And never will she slip across the street in the night, with anxiety in her heart and a letter to me. Life has passed me by. [..] I have got new curtains for my study; pure…” quote by Hjalmar Söderberg](https://sms4smile.com/quotes/img-quotes/120/hjalmar-s-derberg-14633_life_never-will-she-be-mine-never-i-never-bro_897776.jpg)
