There are some people who cannot help giving. Why? Because they experience a real psychological pleasure in doing so. They don't do it with an eye to their own advantage, they do it on the quiet; they detest doing it openly because that would take away some of the satisfaction. They do it in secret, with quick trembling hands, their breasts rocked by a spiritual well being which they do not themselves understand.
Knut HamsunAbout author
- Author's profession: Author
- Nationality: norwegian
- Born: August 4, 1859
- Died: February 19, 1952
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