Then up he got with a light heart, free from all his troubles, and walked on till he reached his mother's house, and told her how very easy the road ….

Lina said to Fundevogel: 'Never leave me, and I will never leave you.' Fundevogel said: 'Neither now, nor ever.' Then said Lina: 'Do you become a ros….

How often when we are comfortable, we begin to long for something new!.

Before the castle gate all was as the fox had said: so the son went in and found the chamber where the golden bird hung in a wooden cage, and below.

Jacob wrote that the true poet 'is like a man who is happy anywhere, in endless measure, if he is allowed to look at leaves and grass, to see the sun….

She'll sting you one day, Oh, ever so gently, so you hardly ever feel it. 'til you fall dead..

He who is too well off is always longing for something new..

The Lord God had created all animals, and had chosen out the wolf to be his dog..

Turn back, turn back,thou pretty bride, Within this house thou must not abide. For here do evil things betide..

In the olden days, when wishing still worked, there lived a king whose daughters were all beautiful, but the youngest daughter was so lovely that eve….

Take me as godfather." The man asked, "Who art thou?" "I am Death, and I make all equal." Then said the man, "Thou art the right one, thou takest the….

Some men are born to good luck: all they do or try to do comes right—all that falls to them is so much gain—all their geese are swans—all their cards….

The true poet, is like a man who's happy anywhere, in endless measure, if he's allowed to look at leaves and grass, to see the sun rise and set..

My mother, she killed me, My father, he ate me, My sister Marlene, Gathered all my bones, Tied them in a silken scarf, Laid them beneath the juniper ….

you shall tie the marriage knot with the ropemaker's daughter and the cawing of the crows will be your wedding song..

Evil is also not anything small or close to home, and not the worst; otherwise one could grow accustomed to it..

Skin white as snow, lips red as blood, and hair black as ebony..

Chemistry is a gibberish of Latin and German; but in Leibig's hands it becomes a powerful language..

Love is like death, it must come to us all, but to each his own unique way and time, sometimes it will be avoided, but never can it be cheated, and n….

I'm Death, and I make sure that everyone is equal..

They were indeed great rascals, and belonged to that class of people who find things before they are lost..