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Almighty God, thee only have I; thou steerest my fate, I must give myself up to thee! Give me a livelihood! Give me a bride! My blood wants love, as my heart does!

Hans Christian Andersen

Human beings, on the contrary, have a soul which lives forever, lives after the body has been turned to dust. It rises up through the clear, pure air beyond the glittering stars.
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Air Clear Dust Glitter Stars
He looked at the little maiden, and she looked at him; and he felt that he was melting away, but he still managed to keep himself erect, shouldering his gun bravely.
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Gun Heart Morning
Now, if we only had as many casks of butter as there are people here, then I would eat lots of butter!
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Butter Many People
The naive was only a part of my fairy tales; humour was the real salt in them.
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Fairy Tale Real Salt
A human life is a story told by God.
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Condolences Grief Human Life Sympathy
Happy domestic life is like a beautiful summer’s evening; the heart is filled with peace; and everything around derives a peculiar glory.
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Beautiful Glory Happiness Summer
Don’t ask me how I am! I understand nothing more!
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Ask Me More Understanding
Just living is not enough… one must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower.
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Flower Nature Philosophical
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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Change Legs Tears War
Farewell, farewell,” said the swallow, with a heavy heart, as he left the warm countries, to fly back into Denmark. There he had a nest over the window of a house in which dwelt the writer of fairy tales. The swallow sang “Tweet, tweet,” and from his song came the whole story.
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Country Farewell Over Song
Brave soldier, never fear. Even though your death is near.
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Brave Brave Soldiers Soldier
There was once a merchant who was so rich that he might have paved the whole street, and a little alley besides, with silver money. But he didn’t do it–he knew better how to use his money than that.
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Littles might Money Street Use
The sun shines upon good and bad alike.
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Bad Good Shining Sun
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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Clear Higher Power Providence
Enjoy life. There’s plenty of time to be dead.
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Enjoy Improvement Life Self
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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Inspirational Moving Travel