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The naive was only a part of my fairy tales; humour was the real salt in them.

Hans Christian Andersen

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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Destiny Eternal Mermaid Winning
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
Just living is not enough… one must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower.
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Flower Nature Philosophical
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
Each time I think that the song is ended … something higher and better begins for me.
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Higher Song Thinking
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 naive was only a part of my fairy tales; humour was the real salt in them.
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Fairy Tale Real Salt
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
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
She laughed and danced with the thought of death in her heart.
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Heart Laugh Thoughts Of Death
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
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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Different Men Mind Precular
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 wiser a man becomes, the more he will read, and those who are wisest read most.
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Men Wiser Wisest
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