Just living is not enough... one must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower.
The whole world is a series of miracles, but we're so used to them we call them ordinary things.
Life itself is the most wonderful fairy tale.
Nothing is too high for a man to reach, but he must climb with care and confidence
Everything you look at can become a fairy tale and you can get a story from everything you touch.
To be of use to the world is the only way to be happy.
But a mermaid has no tears, and therefore she suffers so much more.
My life will be the best illustration of all my work.
Where words fail, music speaks.
The sun shines upon good and bad alike.
If you looked down to the bottom of my soul, you would understand fully the source of my longing and – pity me. Even the open, transparent lake has its unknown depths, which no divers know.
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.
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.
We cannot expect to be happy always ... by experiencing evil as well as good we become wise.
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.
The wiser a man becomes, the more he will read, and those who are wisest read most.
Every man's life is a fairy tale written by God's fingers.
But shouldn't all of us on earth give the best we have to others and offer whatever is in our power?
Life is like a beautiful melody, only the lyrics are messed up.
Happy domestic life is like a beautiful summer's evening; the heart is filled with peace; and everything around derives a peculiar glory.
When the bird of the heart begins to sing, too often will reason stop up her ears.
I have gone through the most terrible affair that could possibly happen; only imagine, my shadow has gone mad; I suppose such a poor, shallow brain, could not bear much; he fancies that he has become a real man, and that I am his shadow.
Death walks faster than the wind and never returns what he has taken.
Most of the people who will walk after me will be children, so make the beat keep time with short steps.
Don't ask me how I am! I understand nothing more!
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