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The wiser a man becomes, the more he will read, and those who are wisest read most.

Hans Christian Andersen

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
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
The naive was only a part of my fairy tales; humour was the real salt in them.
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Fairy Tale Real Salt
Well, it’s not so easy to give an answer when you ask a stupid question!
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Answers Giving Stupid
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
Just living is not enough… one must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower.
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Flower Nature Philosophical
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
Don’t ask me how I am! I understand nothing more!
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Ask Me More Understanding
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
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
Almighty God, thee only have I; thou steerest my fate, I must give myself up to thee! Give me a livelihood! Give me a bride! My blood wants love, as my heart does!
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Blood Fate Heart Street
The wiser a man becomes, the more he will read, and those who are wisest read most.
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Men Wiser Wisest
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
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
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
She laughed and danced with the thought of death in her heart.
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Heart Laugh Thoughts Of Death