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

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.

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.

I covet honour in the same way as a miser covets gold.

I never dreamed of so much happiness when I was the Ugly Duckling!

The whole world is a series of miracles, but we're so used to them we call them ordinary things.

Many, many steeples would have to be stacked one on top of another to reach from the bottom to the surface of the sea.