No, what I should really like to do right now, in the full blaze of lights, before this illustrious assembly, is to shower every one of you with gifts, with flowers, with offerings of poetry – to be young once more, to ride on the crest of the wave. – Knut Hamsun
In old age we are like a batch of letters that someone has sent. We are no longer in the passing, we have arrived. – Knut Hamsun