"You shouldn't search for subjects; they come of themselves."
"Just as other dear things come—unexpectedly."
They were both silent. "I wonder, Arne, you're longing to go away; you who have such a world of beauty within yourself."
"Do you know I am longing?"
She did not answer, but lay still a few moments as if in thought.
"Arne, you mustn't go away," she said; and the words came warm to his heart.
"Well, sometimes I have less mind to go."
"Your mother must love you much, I'm sure. I must see your mother."
"Go over to Kampen, when you're well again."