Adversity draws men together and produces beauty and harmony in life’s relationships, just as the cold of winter produces ice-flowers on the window-panes, which vanish with the warmth. Soren Kierkegaard (1813 – 1855)

Adversity draws men together and produces beauty and harmony in life’s relationships, just as the cold of winter produces ice-flowers on the window-panes, which vanish with the warmth. Soren Kierkegaard (1813 – 1855)
Do you earnestly ponder and sincerely try to understand? Soren Kierkegaard (1813 – 1855)
Let your understanding be your action. Soren Kierkegaard (1813 – 1855)
Do you not know that there comes a midnight hour when every one has to throw off his mask? Do you believe that life will always let itself be mocked? Do you think you can slip away a little before midnight in order to avoid this? Or are you not terrified by it? I have seen men in real life […]
Life is not a problem to be solved, but a reality to be experienced. Soren Kierkegaard (1813 – 1855)
A thinker erects an immense building, a system, a system which embraces the whole of existence and world-history, etc. And if we contemplate his personal life, we discover to our astonishment this terrible and ludicrous fact, that he himself personally does not live in this immense high-vaulted palace, but in a barn alongside of it, or in a dog kennel, […]
If he falls in this conflict, then he falls by his own hand, for physically and externally understood, I can fall by the hand of another, but spiritually there is only one who can destroy me, and that is myself. Soren Kierkegaard (1813 – 1855)
Eternity alone understands about compassion. If you therefore wish to learn to understand compassion, you must learn it from eternity. But if you wish to understand the eternal, then there must be quiet about you, while you absolutely center your attention on inwardness. Soren Kierkegaard (1813 – 1855)
Love is not an art like poetry, possible only to the few endowed for it, it is open and accessible to all. Soren Kierkegaard (1813 – 1855)
And in eternity no mockery will wound the lover because he was foolish enough to make himself a laughing-stock through hoping everything. Soren Kierkegaard (1813 – 1855)