The wiser a man becomes, the more he will read, and those who are wisest read most.

In the days of Moses and the prophets such a man would have been counted among the wise men of the land; in the Middle Ages he would have been burned at the stake.

A human life is a story told by God.

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

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

Life is like a beautiful melody, only the lyrics are messed up.

He looked at the little maiden, and she looked at him; and he felt that he was melting away, but he still managed to keep himself erect, shouldering his gun bravely. A door was suddenly opened, the draught caught the little dancer and she fluttered like a sylph, straight into the fire, to the soldier, blazed up and was gone! By this time the soldier was reduced to a mere lump, and when the maid took away the ashes next morning she found him, in the shape of a small tin heart. All that was left of the dancer was her spangle, and that was burnt as black as a coal.