Hans Christian Andersen Quotes

Il mare appariva come una volta eterea, come un cielo solido e senza stelle sotto di noi, e nell'aria trasparente si perdeva nell'immensità; nessuna striscia, scura o luminosa, limitava l'orizzonte; c'era una chiarità, una vastità infinita, che non si può dipingere né descrivere, se non nella profondità eterna del pensiero.

"But he has nothing on at all," said a little child at last. "Good heavens! listen to the voice of an innocent child," said the father, and one whispered to the other what the child had said. "But he has nothing on at all," cried at last the whole people. That made a deep impression upon the emperor, for it seemed to him that they were right; but he thought to himself, "Now I must bear up to the end." And the chamberlains walked with still greater dignity, as if they carried the train which did not exist.

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

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

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

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.
A door was suddenly opened, the draught caught the little dancer and she fluttered like a sylph, straight into the fire, to the soldier, blazed up and was gone!
By this time the soldier was reduced to a mere lump, and when the maid took away the ashes next morning she found him, in the shape of a small tin heart. All that was left of the dancer was her spangle, and that was burnt as black as a coal.

looking old witch in the road. Her under-lip hung quite down on her breast, and she stopped and said, “Good

mermaids have no tears, and therefore they suffer more.

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.

На самом дне живут русалки.

as the centre of a thick wood. In this snug retreat sat a duck on her nest, watching for her young brood to hatch;

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

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.

But they hurt me so,” said the little mermaid.

“Pride must suffer pain,” replied the old lady.

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