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push it myself." On the next day the weather was delightful, and the sun shone brightly on the green burdock

My life will be the best illustration of all my work.

And, above all, beware of the cat.

cry so strange that it frightened him.

It is the power of thought that gives man power over nature.

She laughed and danced with the thought of death in her heart.

Grant not my prayers, when they are contrary to Thy will, which at all times must be the best. Oh, hear them not;

I never dreamed of such happiness as this, while I was an ugly duckling.

How large the world is,

That is impossible,

Autumn came, and the leaves in the forest turned to orange and gold. Then, as winter approached, the wind caught them as they fell

Life is like a beautiful melody, only the lyrics are messed up.

Mermaids have no tears, and therefore they suffer more.

The right sort (of story) come of themselves: they tap at my forehead and say 'Here we are.

Where are your sons?" asked the prince.
"Well, it's not so easy to give an answer when you ask a stupid question!" said the woman.

I will fly to those royal birds,

Eighty percent of our criminals come from unsympathetic homes.

Superbe! Charmant! exclaimed the ladies; for they all used to chatter French, each one worse than her neighbor.

Each time I think that the song is ended ... something higher and better begins for me.

He reached a poor little cottage that seemed ready to fall, and only remained standing because it could not decide on which side to fall first

When the bird of the heart begins to sing, too often will reason stop up her ears.

You are a dreamer, and that is your misfortune.

My life is a lovely story, happy and full of incident.

Here comes another

they made themselves comfortable.

The good and the beautiful is not forgotten; it lives in legend and in song.

The whole world is a series of miracles, but we're so used to them we call them ordinary things.

Brave soldier, never fear. Even though your death is near.

Mermaids have no tears, and so they suffer all the more.

Death walks faster than the wind and never returns what he has taken.

Everything you look at can become a fairy tale and you can get a story from everything you touch.

I never dreamed of so much happiness when I was the Ugly Duckling!

therefore, when she

He now felt glad at having suffered sorrow and trouble, because it enabled him to enjoy so much better all the pleasure and happiness around him;

Language, which he had learnt from his mother. The corn-fields and meadows were surrounded by large forests, in the midst

Don't ask me how I am! I understand nothing more!

The sun shines upon good and bad alike.

Life is a faerytale written by God's hand.

But he hasn't got anything on! the whole town cried out at last.

Travelling expands the mind rarely.

How little do the wisest among us know of that which is so important to us all.

Well, it's not so easy to give an answer when you ask a stupid question!

A human life is a story told by God.

better than the others. I think he will grow up pretty,

Many, many steeples would have to be stacked one on top of another to reach from the bottom to the surface of the sea.

The Ugly Duckling The classic story by Hans Christian

Where words fail, music speaks.

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

The heart that one can see clearly, for the most essential things are invisible

Every man's life is a fairy tale, written by God's fingers.

Yes, it always pays when the wife believes and admits that her husband is the wisest man in the world and that whatever he does is right.

But shouldn't all of us on earth give the best we have to others and offer whatever is in our power?

[ ... ] and the pea was put in the museum, where it can still be seen, if no one has stolen it.

Because she could not go near all these wonderful things, she longed for them all the more.

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.

Now, if we only had as many casks of butter as there are people here, then I would eat lots of butter!

To be of use to the world is the only way to be happy.

Flew out and bit him in the neck. "Let him alone," said the mother, "he is not doing any harm." "Yes, but he

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

Child, looking through bubbles into the future; now those bright bubbles were all behind him. Once more he had

A well-bred duckling spreads his feet wide apart, just like his father and mother, in this way. Now bend your neck, and say 'quack.'" The

Her tender feet felt as if cut with sharp knives, but she cared not for it; a sharper pang had pierced through her heart.

Nothing is too high for a man to reach, but he must climb with care and confidence

Pop, pop, sounded in the air, and the two wild geese fell dead among the rushes, and the water was tinged with blood.

We cannot expect to be happy always ... by experiencing evil as well as good we become wise.

Most of the people who will walk after me will be children, so make the beat keep time with short steps.

But a mermaid has no tears, and therefore she suffers so much more.

When we get to the end of the story, you will know more than you do now ...

But if the star should set, even while I am penning these lines, be it so; still I can say it has shone, and I have received a rich portion.

Being born in a duck yard does not matter, if only you are hatched from a swan's egg.

Just living is not enough," said the butterfly, "one must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower.

But these are small troubles, people will say. Yes, but they are drops which wear hollows in the rock.

The angel plucks a large handful of flowers, and they carry it with them up to God, where the flowers bloom more brightly than they ever did on earth.

I covet honour in the same way as a miser covets gold.

Well, yes: people write poems when they are in love, but a wise man will not print them.

I only appear to be dead.

Well, that's not easy to answer when the question is so stupidly put ...

Never had she danced so beautifully; the sharp knives cut her feet, but she did not feel it, for the pain in her heart was far greater.

Some are created for beauty, and some for use; and there are some which one can do without altogether.

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.

Enjoy life. There's plenty of time to be dead.

To travel is to live.

Happy domestic life is like a beautiful summer's evening; the heart is filled with peace; and everything around derives a peculiar glory.

It is only with the heart that one can see clearly, for the most essential things are invisible to the eye.

Delayed is not forgotten!

Time is so fleeting that if we do not remember God in our youth, age may find us incapable of thinking of him.

But he hasn't got anything on," a little child said.

One cannot quite trust the word of potted flowers," thought the butterfly; "they have too much to do with men.

But the Emperor has nothing at all on!

It doesn't matter if you're born in a duck yard, so long as you are hatched from a swan's egg!

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.