August Strindberg
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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
There are poisons that blind you, and poisons that open your eyes.
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.
Some people seem to be born to suffer.
By attempting the impossible one can attain the highest level of the possible.
Not everyone is capable of madness; and of those lucky enough to be capable, not many have the courage for it.
I dream, therefore I exist.
if you are afraid of loneliness, don't get married
Society is a madhouse whose wardens are the officials and the police.
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.
The further from one another, the nearer one can be.
Family . . . the home of all social evil, a charitable institution for comfortable women, an anchorage for house-fathers, and a hell for children.
It's terribly hard to be married ... harder than anything else. I think you have to be an angel.
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.
Religion must be a punishment, because nobody gets religion who does not have a bad conscience.