Now, if we only had as many casks of butter as there are people here, then I would eat lots of butter!
HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSENSome are created for beauty, and some for use; and there are some which one can do without altogether.
More Hans Christian Andersen Quotes
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Enjoy life. There’s plenty of time to be dead.
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Time is so fleeting that if we do not remember God in our youth, age may find us incapable of thinking of him.
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To move, to breathe, to fly, to float, To gain all while you give, To roam the roads of lands remote, To travel is to live.
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The naive was only a part of my fairy tales; humour was the real salt in them.
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Don’t ask me how I am! I understand nothing more!
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She thought, “He whom I love more than my father or mother, he of whom I am always thinking, and in whose hands I would so willingly trust my lifelong happiness.
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Well, it’s not so easy to give an answer when you ask a stupid question!
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I have gone through the most terrible affair that could possibly happen; only imagine, my shadow has gone mad; I suppose such a poor, shallow brain, could not bear much; he fancies that he has become a real man, and that I am his shadow.
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Every town, like every man, has its own countenance; they have a common likeness and yet are different; one keeps in his mind all their peculiar touches.
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I have shed pewter tears! It is too melancholy! Rather let me go to the wars and lose arms and legs! It would at least be a change.
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It was clear to me, as I glanced back over my earlier life, that a loving Providence watched over me, that all was directed for me by a higher power.
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The wiser a man becomes, the more he will read, and those who are wisest read most.
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Being born in a duck yard does not matter, if only you are hatched from a swan’s egg.
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Just living is not enough… one must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower.
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Then she saw a star fall, leaving behind it a bright streak of fire. “Someone is dying,” thought the little girl, for her old grandmother, the only one who had ever loved her, and who was now dead, had told her that when a star falls, a soul was going up to God.
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