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.
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.
Everything you look at can become a fairy tale and you can get a story from everything you touch.
Nothing is too high for a man to reach, but he must climb with care and confidence
Enjoy life. There's plenty of time to be dead.
The wiser a man becomes, the more he will read, and those who are wisest read most.
Where words fail, music speaks.
To be of use to the world is the only way to be happy.
We cannot expect to be happy always ... by experiencing evil as well as good we become wise.
Every man's life is a fairy tale written by God's fingers.
But a mermaid has no tears, and therefore she suffers so much more.
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.
My life will be the best illustration of all my work.
The sun shines upon good and bad alike.
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.
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.
My life is a lovely story, happy and full of incident.
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.
Happy domestic life is like a beautiful summer's evening; the heart is filled with peace; and everything around derives a peculiar glory.
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.
No, the light is too intense; we do not yet have eyes that can see all the glory God has created. But maybe someday we will have such eyes. That will be the most wonderful fairy tale of all, for we ourselves will be part of it.
When the bird of the heart begins to sing, too often will reason stop up her ears.
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