The naive was only a part of my fairy tales; humour was the real salt in them.

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

I know what you want. It is very stupid of you, but you shall have your way, and it will bring you to sorrow, my pretty princess. - The sea witch.

To be of use to the world is the only way to be happy.

And the Top spoke no more of his old love; for that dies away when the beloved objects has lain for five years in a roof gutter and got wet through; yes, one does not know her again when one meets her in the dust box.

Death walks faster than the wind and never returns what he has taken.

Every town, like every man, has its own countenance; they have a common likeness and yet are different; one keeps in his mind all their peculiar touches.