The black, cold, icy water. Down and down, without end — if it would only end. - Henrik Ibsen

I must make up my mind which is right – society or I.

I don't know whether you find also in your part of the world that there are certain people who go zealously snuffing about to smell out moral corruption, and, as soon as they have found some, put the person concerned into some lucrative position where they can keep their eye on him. Healthy natures are left out in the cold.

There is so much falsehood both at home and at school. At home one must not speak, and at school we have to stand and tell lies to the children.