All the time nature is trying to tell us things and we blur her greatness with our little thoughts, our feebleness and flesh.

Love will not serve those who do not live for her, and in her, and to whom she is not the breath of life.

Love is jealous that any should come before her, or after. She would be all in all. If a man will trust her and live in her, he shall know all things.

Realism and art cannot live together.

Out of the rhythm and sound of the sea that beat through the orchestra, something moved--pressing toward death with quiet insistent joy--the thread through the maze--the soul behind the toil and the crime and longing.

Passion and hard work makes a great player, but the courage to get up every time you fall is what makes a champion.

Ibsen is at heart an optimist. He could not close his life's work with a note of negation. When We Dead Awaken is a clear, ringing call to the future.