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More Quotes by Hans Christian Andersen
Life is like a beautiful melody, only the lyrics are messed up.
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
Nothing is too high for a man to reach, but he must climb with care and confidence
Just living is not enough... one must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower.
Being born in a duck yard does not matter, if only you are hatched from a swan's egg.
Each time I think that the song is ended ... something higher and better begins for me.
Where words fail, music speaks.
"Does all the beauty of the world stop when you die?" "No," said the Old Oak; "it will last much longer - longer than I can even think of." "Well, then," said the little May-fly, "we have the same time to live; only we reckon differently.
To be of use to the world is the only way to be happy.
The wiser a man becomes, the more he will read, and those who are wisest read most.