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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.

Hans Christian Andersen

Well, it’s not so easy to give an answer when you ask a stupid question!
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Answers Giving Stupid
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
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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Different Men Mind Precular
Well, yes: people write poems when they are in love, but a wise man will not print them.
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Men Wise Writing
Enjoy life. There’s plenty of time to be dead.
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Enjoy Improvement Life Self
Brave soldier, never fear. Even though your death is near.
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Brave Brave Soldiers Soldier
We haven’t yet got eyes that can gaze into all the splendour that God has created, but we shall get them one day; and that will be the finest fairy tale of all, for we shall be in it ourselves.
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Day Eye Fairy One Spiritual Talks
Each time I think that the song is ended … something higher and better begins for me.
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Higher Song Thinking
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
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
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
She laughed and danced with the thought of death in her heart.
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Heart Laugh Thoughts Of Death
I know what you want. It is very stupid of you, but you shall have your way, and it will bring you to sorrow, my pretty princess. – The sea witch.
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Princess Sea Stupid
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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Fall Girl Grandmother Someone Stars
Just living is not enough… one must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower.
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Flower Nature Philosophical