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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

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
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
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
Just living is not enough… one must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower.
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Flower Nature Philosophical
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
The sun shines upon good and bad alike.
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Bad Good Shining Sun
Each time I think that the song is ended … something higher and better begins for me.
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Higher Song Thinking
Well, it’s not so easy to give an answer when you ask a stupid question!
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Answers Giving Stupid
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
Don’t ask me how I am! I understand nothing more!
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Ask Me More Understanding
Brave soldier, never fear. Even though your death is near.
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Brave Brave Soldiers Soldier
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
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
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
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
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
She laughed and danced with the thought of death in her heart.
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Heart Laugh Thoughts Of Death
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
The wiser a man becomes, the more he will read, and those who are wisest read most.
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Men Wiser Wisest