
Henrik
Ibsen was not the most playful of playwrights, but he did pull off an
occasional head fake to confuse his audience. Case in point: The opening act of
his later work, The Master Builder.
“At a certain point, books can have some usefulness. When one lives alone, one does not hurry through books in order to parade one’s reading; one varies them less and meditates on them more.” Jean-Jacques Rousseau