August Strindberg
August Strindberg
Johan August Strindberg; 22 January 1849 – 14 May 1912) was a Swedish playwright, novelist, poet, essayist and painter. A prolific writer who often drew directly on his personal experience, Strindberg's career spanned four decades, during which time he wrote over 60 plays and more than 30 works of fiction, autobiography, history, cultural analysis, and politics. A bold experimenter and iconoclast throughout, he explored a wide range of dramatic methods and purposes, from naturalistic tragedy, monodrama, and history plays, to...
NationalitySwedish
ProfessionPlaywright
Date of Birth22 January 1849
CityStockholm, Sweden
CountrySweden
Society is madhouse whose wardens are the officials and the police
Family... the home of all social evil, a charitable institution for comfortable women, an anchorage for house-fathers, and a hell for children.
Not everyone is capable of madness; and of those lucky enough to be capable, not many have the courage for it.
By attempting the impossible one can attain the highest level of the possible.
I dream, therefore I exist.
Some people seem to be born to suffer.
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.
There are poisons that blind you, and poisons that open your eyes.
if you are afraid of loneliness, don't get married
Society is a madhouse whose wardens are the officials and the police.
No matter how far we travel, the memories will follow in the baggage car.
I love her and she loves me, and we hate each other with a wild hatred born of love.
That is the thankless position of the father in the family-the provider for all, and the enemy of all.
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)