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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.

Hans Christian Andersen

The wiser a man becomes, the more he will read, and those who are wisest read most.
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Men Wiser Wisest
Just living is not enough… one must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower.
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Flower Nature Philosophical
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
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.
HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSEN

Day Eye Fairy One Spiritual Talks
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
And the Top spoke no more of his old love; for that dies away when the beloved objects has lain for five years in a roof gutter and got wet through; yes, one does not know her again when one meets her in the dust box.
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Dust Gutter Love Spoke Top Years
I cannot bear it longer! Now, I know what it is to have a visit from one’s old thoughts, with what they may bring with them! I have had a visit from mine, and you may be sure it is no pleasant thing in the end; I was at last about to jump down from the drawers.
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Longer Old Pleasant Sure Thoughts
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
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
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
Don’t ask me how I am! I understand nothing more!
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Ask Me More Understanding
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
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
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
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