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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.

Hans Christian Andersen

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
Well, it’s not so easy to give an answer when you ask a stupid question!
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Answers Giving Stupid
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
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
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
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
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
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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Clear Higher Power Providence
The wiser a man becomes, the more he will read, and those who are wisest read most.
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Men Wiser Wisest
She laughed and danced with the thought of death in her heart.
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Heart Laugh Thoughts Of Death
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
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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Dust Gutter Love Spoke Top Years
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
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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Gun Heart Morning
Each time I think that the song is ended … something higher and better begins for me.
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Higher Song Thinking