Occupation: Author Birth: April 2, 1805 Death: August 4, 1875
Being born in a duck yard does not matter, if only you are hatched from a swan's egg..
To travel is to live..
It is out of reality that the most peculiar tale of all is born ... Some call me the Elder Granny, others - the Dryad, but my real name is Memory. It….
We cannot expect to be happy always ... by experiencing evil as well as good we become wise..
Travelling expands the mind rarely..
But shouldn't all of us on earth give the best we have to others and offer whatever is in our power?.
Then he rustled his feathers, curved his slender neck, and cried joyfully, from the depths of his heart, 'I never dreamed of such happiness as this, ….
To be born in a duck's nest, in a farmyard, is of no consequence to a bird, if it is hatched from a swan's egg..
Far away, where the swallows take refuge in winter, lived a king who had eleven sons and one daughter, Elise. The eleven brothers--they were all prin….
The sun shines upon good and bad alike..
My life will be the best illustration of all my work..
Life is like a beautiful melody, only the lyrics are messed up..
A human life is a story told by God..
Time is so fleeting that if we do not remember God in our youth, age may find us incapable of thinking of him..
There was once a bundle of matches, and they were frightfully proud because of their high origin. Their family tree, that is to say the great pine tr….
I would give gladly all the hundreds of years that I have to live, to be a human being only for one day, and to have the hope of knowing the happines….
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….
It is the power of thought that gives man power over nature..
Nothing is too high for a man to reach, but he must climb with care and confidence.
Many, many steeples would have to be stacked one on top of another to reach from the bottom to the surface of the sea..
Every step you take will feel as if you were treading upon knife blades so sharp that blood must flow. I am willing to help you, but are you willing ….