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Well, it’s not so easy to give an answer when you ask a stupid question!

Hans Christian Andersen

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
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
Don’t ask me how I am! I understand nothing more!
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Ask Me More Understanding
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
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 sun shines upon good and bad alike.
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Bad Good Shining Sun
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
She laughed and danced with the thought of death in her heart.
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Heart Laugh Thoughts Of Death
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
I would give gladly all the hundreds of years that I have to live, to be a human being only for one day, and to have the hope of knowing the happiness of that glorious world above the stars.
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Glorious Happiness Knowing Stars Years
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.
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Dead Father Human Men People
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
Enjoy life. There’s plenty of time to be dead.
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Enjoy Improvement Life Self
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
Brave soldier, never fear. Even though your death is near.
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Brave Brave Soldiers Soldier
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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Age Fleeting Thinking