Through all the world there goes one long cry from the heart of the artist: Give me a chance to do my best.
Isak DinesenThere are things which cannot be carried through even with the good will of everybody concerned
Isak DinesenThe lime trees were in bloom. But in the early morning only a faint fragrance drifted through the garden, an airy message, an aromatic echo of the dreams during the short summer night.
Isak Dinesen