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  • #123
    Knut Hamsun
    “But now it was spring again, and spring was almost unbearable for sensitive hearts. It drove creation to its utmost limits, it wafted its spice-laden breath even into the nostrils of the innocent.”
    Knut Hamsun, Dreamers

  • #124
    Knut Hamsun
    “I can't even make up a rhyme about an umbrella, let alone death and life and eternal peace.”
    Knut Hamsun, Mysteries

  • #125
    Knut Hamsun
    “Do you know what constitutes a great poet? He is a person without shame, incapable of blushing. Ordinary fools have moments when they go off by themselves and blush with shame; not so the great poet.... If you really have to quote someone, quote a geographer; that way you won't give yourself away. (p 44)”
    Knut Hamsun, Mysteries

  • #126
    Knut Hamsun
    “The writer must be able to revel and roll in the abundance of words; he must know not only the direct but also the secret power of a word. There are overtones and undertones to a word, and lateral echoes, too.”
    Knut Hamson

  • #127
    Knut Hamsun
    “A few days back someone sent me two feathers. Two bird's feathers in a sheet of note-paper with a coronet, and fastened with a seal. Sent from a place a long way off; from one who need not have sent them back at all. That amused me too, those devilish green feathers.”
    Knut Hamsun

  • #128
    Knut Hamsun
    “The whisper of the blood and the pleading of the bone marrow.”
    Knut Hamsun

  • #129
    Knut Hamsun
    “And love was creation's source,creation's ruler;
    but all love's ways are strewn with blossoms and blood, blossoms and blood.”
    Knut Hamsun

  • #130
    Knut Hamsun
    “No worse fate can befall a young man or woman than becoming prematurely entrenched in prudence and negation.”
    Knut Hamsun

  • #131
    Knut Hamsun
    “But now the world breaks in on us, the world is shocked, the world looks upon our idyll as madness. The world maintains that no rational man or woman would have chosen this way of life - therefore, it is madness. Alone I confront them and tell them that nothing could be saner or truer! What do people really know about life? We fall in line, follow the pattern established by our mentors. Everything is based on assumptions; even time, space, motion, matter are nothing but supposition. The world has no new knowledge to impart; it merely accepts what is there.”
    Knut Hamsun, Mysteries

  • #132
    Knut Hamsun
    “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 old wounds--were they gotten at work or in a fight? Maybe he has been in jail and wants to go into hiding, or perhaps he is a philosopher looking for peace; in any case, here he comes, a human being in the midst of this immense solitude. He walks and walks, in a silence broken by neither bird nor beast.”
    Knut Hamsun, Growth of the Soil

  • #133
    Knut Hamsun
    “She came quickly over to me and held out her hand. I looked at her full of distrust. Was she doing this freely, with a light heart? Or was she doing it just to get rid of me? She put her arm around my neck, tears in her eyes. I just stood and looked at her. She offered me her mouth but I couldn't believe her, it was bound to be a sacrifice on her part, a means of getting it over with.
    She said something, it sounded to me like "I love you anyway!" She said it very softly and indistinctly, I may not have heard it correctly, perhaps she didn't say exactly those words. But she threw herself passionately on my neck, held both arms around my neck a little while, even raised herself on tiptoe to reach well up, and stood thus.
    Afraid that she was forcing herself to show me this tenderness, I merely said "How beautiful you are now!"
    That was all I said. I stepped back, bumped against the door and walked out backward. She was left standing inside.”
    Knut Hamsun, Hunger

  • #134
    Knut Hamsun
    “Rather than admire the mediocre great men over whom passersby nudge each other in awe, I venerate the young, unknown geniuses who die in their teens, their souls shattered - delicate, phosphorescent glowworms that one must see to know they really did exist.”
    Knut Hamsun

  • #135
    Knut Hamsun
    “I have no respect to merchants and preachers; as far as I’m concerned, their only talent is coming up with the right word at the right time. What is a professional preacher, really? He is a kind of middleman who for the wrong reasons tries to make people buy his goods. The more he sells, the more his stock rises. The louder he hawks his wares, the larger his business grows.”
    Knut Hamsun, Mysteries

  • #136
    Knut Hamsun
    “A shaft of sweetness shoots through me from top to toe when the sun rises; I shoulder my gun in silent exaltation.”
    Knut Hamsun, Pan

  • #137
    Knut Hamsun
    “What would it profit us, after all, even from a purely practical viewpoint, if we stripped life of all poetry, all dreams, all beautiful mysteries, all lies? What is truth, can you tell me that? You see, we only advanced by way of symbols, and we change the symbols as we progress.”
    Knut Hamsun, Mysteries

  • #138
    Leo Tolstoy
    “If, then, I were asked for the most important advice I could give, that which I considered to be the most useful to the men of our century, I should simply say: in the name of God, stop a moment, cease your work, look around you.”
    Leo Tolstoy, Essays, Letters and Miscellanies

  • #139
    Leo Tolstoy
    “Freethinkers are those who are willing to use their minds without prejudice and without fearing to understand things that clash with their own customs, privileges, or beliefs. This state of mind is not common, but it is essential for right thinking...”
    Leo Tolstoy

  • #140
    Leo Tolstoy
    “A quiet secluded life in the country, with the possibility of being useful to people to whom it is easy to do good, and who are not accustomed to have it done to them; then work which one hopes may be of some use; then rest, nature, books, music, love for one's neighbor — such is my idea of happiness.”
    Leo Tolstoy, Семейное счастие

  • #141
    Leo Tolstoy
    “The two most powerful warriors are patience and time.”
    Leo Tolstoy

  • #142
    Lao Tzu
    “all streams flow to the sea because it is lower than they are. humility gives it its power. if you want to govern the people, you must place yourself below them. if you want to lead the people, you must learn how to follow them.”
    Lao Tzu, Tao Te Ching

  • #143
    Ayn Rand
    “Freedom (n.): To ask nothing. To expect nothing. To depend on nothing.”
    Ayn Rand, The Fountainhead

  • #144
    Ayn Rand
    “I could die for you. But I couldn't, and wouldn't, live for you.”
    Ayn Rand, The Fountainhead

  • #145
    Ayn Rand
    “Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark in the hopeless swamps of the not-quite, the not-yet, and the not-at-all. Do not let the hero in your soul perish in lonely frustration for the life you deserved and have never been able to reach. The world you desire can be won. It exists.. it is real.. it is possible.. it's yours.”
    Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged

  • #146
    Ayn Rand
    “Love is blind, they say; sex is impervious to reason and mocks the power of all philosophers. But, in fact, a person's sexual choice is the result and sum of their fundamental convictions. Tell me what a person finds sexually attractive and I will tell you their entire philosophy of life. Show me the person they sleep with and I will tell you their valuation of themselves. No matter what corruption they're taught about the virtue of selflessness, sex is the most profoundly selfish of all acts, an act which they cannot perform for any motive but their own enjoyment - just try to think of performing it in a spirit of selfless charity! - an act which is not possible in self-abasement, only in self-exultation, only on the confidence of being desired and being worthy of desire. It is an act that forces them to stand naked in spirit, as well as in body, and accept their real ego as their standard of value. They will always be attracted to the person who reflects their deepest vision of themselves, the person whose surrender permits them to experience - or to fake - a sense of self-esteem .. Love is our response to our highest values - and can be nothing else.”
    Ayn Rand

  • #147
    Ayn Rand
    “People think that a liar gains a victory over his victim. What I’ve learned is that a lie is an act of self-abdication, because one surrenders one’s reality to the person to whom one lies, making that person one’s master, condemning oneself from then on to faking the sort of reality that person’s view requires to be faked…The man who lies to the world, is the world’s slave from then on…There are no white lies, there is only the blackest of destruction, and a white lie is the blackest of all.”
    Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged

  • #148
    Ayn Rand
    “A creative man is motivated by the desire to achieve, not by the desire to beat others.”
    Ayn Rand

  • #149
    Ayn Rand
    “Why do they always teach us that it's easy and evil to do what we want and that we need discipline to restrain ourselves? It's the hardest thing in the world--to do what we want. And it takes the greatest kind of courage. I mean, what we really want.”
    Ayn Rand

  • #150
    Ayn Rand
    “I swear by my life and my love of it that I will never live for the sake of another man, nor ask another man to live for mine.”
    Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged

  • #151
    Ayn Rand
    “If you don't know, the thing to do is not to get scared, but to learn.”
    Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged

  • #152
    Ayn Rand
    “If you saw Atlas, the giant who holds the world on his shoulders, if you saw that he stood, blood running down his chest, his knees buckling, his arms trembling but still trying to hold the world aloft with the last of his strength, and the greater his effort the heavier the world bore down upon his shoulders - What would you tell him?"

    I…don't know. What…could he do? What would you tell him?"

    To shrug.”
    Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged



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