When the bird of the heart begins to sing, too often will reason stop up her ears.

At first she was overjoyed that he would be with her, but then she recalled that human people could not live under the water, and he could only visit her father's palace as a dead man.

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

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

My life is a lovely story, happy and full of incident.

It was clear to me, as I glanced back over my earlier life, that a loving Providence watched over me, that all was directed for me by a higher power.

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.