Travelling expands the mind rarely.

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

She laughed and danced with the thought of death in her heart.

How little do the wisest among us know of that which is so important to us all.

Well, yes: people write poems when they are in love, but a wise man will not print them.

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

But the Emperor has nothing at all on!