August strindberg quotes

People are constantly clamoring for the joy of life. As for me, I find the joy of life in the hard and cruel battle of life - to learn something is a joy to me.

I see the playwright as a lay preacher peddling the ideas of his time in popular form.

No matter how far we travel, the memories will follow in the baggage car.

Necessity knows no rules.

What is economics? A science invented by the upper class in order to acquire the fruits of the labor of the underclass

Oh, I have loved him too much to feel no hate for him.

It is terribly hard to be married, harder than anything. I think one has to be an angel.

The will ... is the driving force of the mind. If it's injured, the mind falls to pieces.

The hood-winked husband shows his anger, and the word jealous is flung in his face. Jealous husband equals betrayed husband. And there are women who look upon jealousy as synonymous with impotence, so that the betrayed husband can only shut his eyes, powerless in the face of such accusations.

What an occupation! To sit and flay your fellow men and then offer their skins for sale and expect them to buy them.

Sometimes not seeing things can be a blessing.

I dream, therefore I exist.

When aristocrats pretend they're common people -- they get common!

When people drink, they talk, and talk is dangerous!

It's wonderful how, the moment you talk about God and love, your voice becomes hard, and your eyes fill with hatred. No, Margret, you certainly haven't the true faith.

God preserve us from writers who regurgitate what they have learnt from books! It is people's secrets we want to know - it is the natural history of the human heart that we have been trying to put down for a thousand years and everyone must and can leave their contribution.

Love between a man and woman is war.

What people call success is only preparation for the next failure.

[My characters are] conglomerations of past and present stages of civilization, bits from books and newspapers, scraps of humanity, rags and tatters of fine clothing, patched together as is the human soul

The world, life and human beings are only an illusion, a phantom, a dream image.

Because in the midst of happiness there is always a seed of unhappiness; it consumes itself like fire--it can't burn forever, sooner or later it must die; and this presentiment of the end destroys my happiness when it is at is height.

Sorrow has the fortunate peculiarity that it preys upon itself. It dies of starvation. Since it is essentially an interruption of habits, it can be replaced by new habits. Constituting, as it does, a void, it is soon filled up by a real horror vacuum.

Why is it so painful to watch a person sink? Because there is something unnatural in it, for nature demands personal progress, evolution, and every backward step means wasted energy.

He saw the cause of his unhappiness in the family--the family as a social institution, which does not permit the child to become an independent individual at the proper time.

In the old days, one married a wife; now one forms a company with a female partner, or moves in to live with a friend. And then one seduces the partner, or defiles the friend.

Silence hides nothing. Words conceal.

I've thought of becoming a photographer! To save my talent as a writer.

I prefer silence. Then you can hear thoughts and see into the past. In silence you can’t hide anything … as you can in words.

That is the thankless position of the father in the family-the provider for all, and the enemy of all.

The further from one another, the nearer one can be.

Not everyone is capable of madness; and of those lucky enough to be capable, not many have the courage for it.

People who keep dogs are cowards who haven't got the guts to bite people themselves.

Everything can happen, everything is possible and probable. Time and place do not exist; on a significant bases of reality, the imagination spins, weaving new patterns; a mixture of memories, experiences, free fancies, incongruities and improvisations.

I always disliked dogs, those protectors of cowards who lack the courage to fight an assailant themselves.

Religion must be a punishment, because nobody gets religion who does not have a bad conscience.

There are poisons that blind you, and poisons that open your eyes.

Some people seem to be born to suffer.

I hated her now with a hatred more fatal than indifference because it was the other side of love.

On the much revered family of North American mythology - and a metaphor for the Ruling Alliance: Sacred family! .... The supposed home of all the virtues, where innocent children are tortured into their first falsehoods, where wills are broken by parental tyranny, and self-respect smothered by crowded, jostling egos.

Now I know the full power of evil. It makes ugliness seem beautiful and goodness seem ugly and weak.

I find my joy of living in the fierce and ruthless battles of life, and my pleasure comes from learning something.

When I free my body from its clothes, from all their buttons, belts, and laces, it seems to me that my soul takes a deeper, freer breath.

if you are afraid of loneliness, don't get married

Life is not so idiotically mathematical that only the big eat the small; it is just as common for a bee to kill a lion or at least to drive it mad.

By attempting the impossible one can attain the highest level of the possible.

Happiness consumes itself like a flame. It cannot burn for ever, it must go out, and the presentiment of its end destroys it at its very peak.

When is revolution legal? When it succeeds!

Some people have accused my tragedy of being too sad, as though one desired a merry tragedy. People clamor for Enjoyment as though Enjoyment consisted in being foolish. I find enjoyment in the powerful and terrible struggles of life; and the capability of experiencing something, of learning something, gives me pleasure.

Any programming language is at its best before it is implemented and used. Anything is possible, anything can happen. On a flimsy ground of reality, imagination spins marvelous patterns.

Meeting each other and leaving each other. Leaving and meeting. That's what life is!

There comes a moment... When imagination gives out and Reality leaps forth. It is frightful!

Family . . . the home of all social evil, a charitable institution for comfortable women, an anchorage for house-fathers, and a hell for children.

When people refuse to speak out for too long, it's like water that's stagnant and starts to rot!

Growing old-it's not nice, but it's interesting.

Friendship can only exist between persons with similar interests and points of view. Man and woman by the conventions of society are born with different interests and different points of view.

I do not care about my own appearance, but I would hope that people could see into my soul, and that is presented better in these photographs than in others. (On his self-portraits)

I, too, am beginning to feel an immense need to become a savage and create a new world.

A man with a so-called character is often a simple piece of mechanism; he has often only one point of view for the extremely complicated relationships of life.

Society is a madhouse whose wardens are the officials and the police.

It's risky to take anything on good faith where a woman is concerned.

I love her and she loves me, and we hate each other with a wild hatred born of love.

Those who won't accept evil never get anything good.