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At first she was overjoyed that he would be with her, but then she recalled that human people could not live under the water, and he could only visit her father’s palace as a dead man.

Hans Christian Andersen

She laughed and danced with the thought of death in her heart.
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Heart Laugh Thoughts Of Death
Each time I think that the song is ended … something higher and better begins for me.
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Higher Song Thinking
A human life is a story told by God.
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Condolences Grief Human Life Sympathy
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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Mad Men Possibly Real Shadow Support
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
Enjoy life. There’s plenty of time to be dead.
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Enjoy Improvement Life Self
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
Some are created for beauty, and some for use; and there are some which one can do without altogether.
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Altogether Beauty Created Some
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
It is out of reality that the most peculiar tale of all is born … Some call me the Elder Granny, others – the Dryad, but my real name is Memory. It is I who sits on a tree that keeps on growing, and growing, it is I who reminisces and tells stories.
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Memories Names Real
Being born in a duck yard does not matter, if only you are hatched from a swan’s egg.
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Duckling Eggs Swans Ugly
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
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
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
Well, it’s not so easy to give an answer when you ask a stupid question!
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Answers Giving Stupid
The wiser a man becomes, the more he will read, and those who are wisest read most.
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Men Wiser Wisest