Henrik Ibsen

A Doll's House

    Claudia Rondón Bohórquezhas quoted5 years ago
    together would be a real wedlock. Goodbye. [She goes out through the hall.]
    Helmer [sinks down on a chair at the door and buries his face in his hands]. Nora! Nora! [Looks round, and rises.] Empty. She is gone. [A hope flashes across his mind.] The most wonderful thing of all--?
    Xiomara Canizaleshas quoted5 years ago
    There can be no freedom or beauty about a home life that depends on borrowing and debt.
    Ekaterina Leonovahas quoted6 years ago
    But no man would sacrifice his honour for the one he loves.
    Nora. It is a thing hundreds of thousands of women have done.
    b5997033171has quoted18 days ago
    I was at my wits' end.
    b5997033171has quoted18 days ago
    have palled on him
    b5997033171has quoted22 days ago
    Haven't you been a little bit imprudent?
    b5997033171has quoted22 days ago
    was I who procured the money.
    b5997033171has quoted22 days ago
    those were trifles
    b5997033171has quoted22 days ago
    will broach the subject
    b5997033171has quoted22 days ago
    The worst of a position like mine is that it makes one so bitter.
    b5997033171has quoted22 days ago
    business was a precarious one
    b5997033171has quoted22 days ago
    My mother was alive then, and was bedridden and helples
    b5997033171has quoted22 days ago
    (Wags her finger at her.)
    b5997033171has quoted22 days ago
    have heaps of money
    b5997033171has quoted22 days ago
    looking incredulously at her
    b5997033171has quoted22 days ago
    chattering away like this
    b5997033171has quoted22 days ago
    that was plucky of you
    b5997033171has quoted22 days ago
    in a dejected and timid voice
    ivantlighas quoted6 months ago
    Helmer. I would gladly work night and day for you, Nora—bear sorrow and want for your sake. But no man would sacrifice his honour for the one he loves.
    Nora. It is a thing hundreds of thousands of women have done.
    Anastasiia Kuznietsovahas quotedlast year
    As soon as your fear was over—and it was not fear for what threatened me, but for what might happen to you—when the whole thing was past, as far as you were concerned it was exactly as if nothing at all had happened. Exactly as before, I was your little skylark, your doll, which you would in future treat with doubly gentle care, because it was so brittle and fragile.
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