What do you build then?
Solness.
Homes for human beings.
Hilda.
[Reflectively.] Couldn’t you build a little—a little bit of a church-tower over these homes as well?
Solness.
[Starting.] What do you mean by that?
Hilda.
I mean—something that points—points up into the free air. With the vane at a dizzy height.
Solness.