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.
HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSENBeing born in a duck yard does not matter, if only you are hatched from a swan’s egg.
More Hans Christian Andersen Quotes
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The sun shines upon good and bad alike.
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Don’t ask me how I am! I understand nothing more!
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She thought, “He whom I love more than my father or mother, he of whom I am always thinking, and in whose hands I would so willingly trust my lifelong happiness.
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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.
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Being born in a duck yard does not matter, if only you are hatched from a swan’s egg.
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Enjoy life. There’s plenty of time to be dead.
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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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Just living is not enough… one must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower.
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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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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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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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Some are created for beauty, and some for use; and there are some which one can do without altogether.
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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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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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Well, yes: people write poems when they are in love, but a wise man will not print them.
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