But I almost think we are all of us ghosts. It is not only what we have inherited from our father and mother that “walks” in us. It is all sorts of dead ideas, and lifeless old beliefs, and so forth. They have no vitality, but they cling to us all the same, and we cannot shake them off. Whenever I take up a newspaper, I seem to see ghosts gliding between the lines.

I propose to raise a revolution against the lie that the majority has the monopoly of the truth.

Each bird must sing with his own throat.

I believe that before anything else I'm a human being -- just as much as you are... or at any rate I shall try to become one. I know quite well that most people would agree with you, Torvald, and that you have warrant for it in books; but I can't be satisfied any longer with what most people say, and with what's in books. I must think things out for myself and try to understand them.

A party is like a sausage machine, it grinds up all sorts of heads together into the same baloney.

Friends are to be feared, not so much for what they make us do as what they keep us from doing.

To die in agony upon a cross Does not create a martyr; he must first Will his own execution.