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.
HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSENShe laughed and danced with the thought of death in her heart.
More Hans Christian Andersen Quotes
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The sun shines upon good and bad alike.
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The wiser a man becomes, the more he will read, and those who are wisest read most.
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Brave soldier, never fear. Even though your death is near.
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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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Some are created for beauty, and some for use; and there are some which one can do without altogether.
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Just living is not enough… one must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower.
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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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Each time I think that the song is ended … something higher and better begins for me.
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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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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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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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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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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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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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She laughed and danced with the thought of death in her heart.
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