Juhani Aho

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Juhani Aho (1861–1921)

Juhani Aho, originally Johannes Brofeldt (11 September 1861 – 8 August 1921), was a Finnish author and journalist. He was nominated for the Nobel prize in literature twelve times.


  • WHEN father bought the lamp, or a little before that, he said to mother:
"Hark ye, mother—ought n't we to buy us a lamp?"
"A lamp? What sort of a lamp?"
"What! Don't you know that the storekeeper who lives in the market town has brought from St. Petersburg lamps that actually burn better than ten päreä?[1] They've already got a lamp of the sort at the parsonage."
"Oh, yes! Is n't it one of those things which shines in the middle of the room so that we can see to read in every corner, just as if it was broad daylight?"
"That's just it. There's oil that burns in it, and you only have to light it of an evening, and it burns on without going out till the next morning."
"But how can the wet oil burn?"
"You might as well ask—how can brandy burn?"
  • No music was made from grief, moulded from sorrow.
    • Juhani Aho. Yksin ("Alone," 1890, tr. as Seul 2013); cited in: Guri Barstad, ‎Karen P. Knutsen (2016), States of Decadence: On the Aesthetics of Beauty, Decline and Transgression across Time and Space Volume 1. p. 2