There was once a merchant who was so rich that he might have paved the whole street, and a little alley besides, with silver money. But he didn’t do it–he knew better how to use his money than that.
HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSENA mermaid has not an immortal soul, nor can she obtain one unless she wins the love of a human being. On the power of another hangs her eternal destiny.
More Hans Christian Andersen Quotes
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The sun shines upon good and bad alike.
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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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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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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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She laughed and danced with the thought of death in her heart.
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A mermaid has not an immortal soul, nor can she obtain one unless she wins the love of a human being. On the power of another hangs her eternal destiny.
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The naive was only a part of my fairy tales; humour was the real salt in them.
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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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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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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 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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The wiser a man becomes, the more he will read, and those who are wisest read most.
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Each time I think that the song is ended … something higher and better begins for me.
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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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Don’t ask me how I am! I understand nothing more!
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