Edvard Munch
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His father walked back and forth.
He kept his hands clasped.

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I consider marriage
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to be based on something
which is completely impossible for me.

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One is obliged to love
another human being all one's life.

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It seems utterly absurd.
No one can order me to love

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someone I have grown to hate.

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