Human beings, on the contrary, have a soul which lives forever, lives after the body has been turned to dust. It rises up through the clear, pure air beyond the glittering stars.

‎"Does all the beauty of the world stop when you die?" "No," said the Old Oak; "it will last much longer - longer than I can even think of." "Well, then," said the little May-fly, "we have the same time to live; only we reckon differently.

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

Brave soldier, never fear. Even though your death is near.

Human beings, on the contrary, have a soul which lives forever, lives after the body has been turned to dust. It rises up through the clear, pure air beyond the glittering stars.

Just living is not enough... one must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower.

Being born in a duck yard does not matter, if only you are hatched from a swan's egg.