Wild Strawberries (1957)
Viktor: [to his friend who wants to become a priest] When your were little you belived in Santa Claus, now you belive in God.
Professor Isak Borg: If I have been feeling worried or sad during the day, I have a habit of recalling scenes from childhood to calm me. So it was this evening.
Professor Isak Borg: What is the punishment?
Sten Alman: The punishment? Well, I guess it'll be the usual.
Professor Isak Borg: The usual?
Sten Alman: Yes. The punishment is loneliness.
Professor Isak Borg: Is there no way out?
Sten Alman: Don't ask me. I don't know anything about these things.
Marianne Borg: I saw you with your mother, and I was panic-stricken.
Professor Isak Borg: I don't understand.
Marianne Borg: I thought: That's his mother. An old woman, cold as ice, more forbidding than death. And this is her son, and there are light years between them. He himself says he's a living corpse. And Evald is growing just as lonely, cold and dead. And I thought of the baby inside me. All along the line, there's nothing but cold and death and loneliness. It must end somewhere.
Sara: Good-bye, father Isak. Can't you see you're the one I love? Today, tomorrow and forever
Isak Borg: I'll keep that in mind
Marianne Borg: I know that this is wrong.
Dr. Evald Borg: There's neither right nor wrong. We act according to our needs.
Isak Borg: [under his breath, while preparing for his journey] Honorary Doctor! They might as well appoint me Honorary Idiot.
Dr. Evald Borg: It's absurd to bring children into this world and think they'll be better off than we were.
Marianne Borg: That's just an excuse.
Dr. Evald Borg: Call it what you want. I was an unwanted child in a hellish marriage.
Sara: As professor emeritus, you ought to know why it hurts. But you don't know.
Sara: You know so much, and you don't know anything.
Sten Alman: Me and my wife are dependent on each other. It is out of selfish reasons we haven't beaten each other to death a long time ago.
Marianne Borg: All along the line, there's nothing but cold and death and loneliness
Teacher in dream: Would you please diagnose this patient, professor Borg?
Isak Borg: But, this patient is dead.
[the patient bursts into laughter]
Marianne Borg: You're a coward.
Dr. Evald Borg: Yes. This life sickens me. I will not be forced to take on a responsibility that will make me live for one day longer than I want to. And you know that I mean what I say.