It's not only what we have inherited from our father and mother that walks in us. It's all sorts of dead ideas, and life — Henrik Ibsen, Ghosts
It's not only what we have inherited from our father and mother that walks in us. It's all sorts of dead ideas, and life — Henrik Ibsen, Ghosts
It's not only what we have inherited from our father and mother that walks in us. It's all sorts of dead ideas, and life — Henrik Ibsen, Ghosts
It's not only what we have inherited from our father and mother that walks in us. It's all sorts of dead ideas, and life — Henrik Ibsen, Ghosts
It's not only what we have inherited from our father and mother that walks in us. It's all sorts of dead ideas, and life — Henrik Ibsen, Ghosts
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It's not only what we have inherited from our father and mother that walks in us. It's all sorts of dead ideas, and lifeless old beliefs, and so forth. They have no vitality, but they cling to us all the same, and we can't get rid of them.

— Henrik Ibsen, Ghosts
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