I thought you understood where I'd lost what you call my heart at the time. - Henrik Ibsen

A man who has the inventive genius can't control it exactly as he wishes. Its working depends in great measure on inspiration — on a momentary suggestion — and it is almost impossible to tell beforehand at what moment it will come.

The individual ought undoubtedly to acquiesce in subordinating himself to the community — or, to speak more accurately, to the authorities who have the care of the community’s welfare.

Ja, tænke det; ønske det; ville det med;
men gjøre det! Nej, det skjønner jeg ikke!