How often when we are comfortable, we begin to long for something new!

Evil is also not anything small or close to home, and not the worst; otherwise one could grow accustomed to it.

Lina said to Fundevogel: 'Never leave me, and I will never leave you.' Fundevogel said: 'Neither now, nor ever.' Then said Lina: 'Do you become a rose-tree, and I the rose upon it.

Before the castle gate all was as the fox had said: so the son went in and found the chamber where the golden bird hung in a wooden cage, and below

Turn back, turn back,thou pretty bride, Within this house thou must not abide. For here do evil things betide.

The Lord God had created all animals, and had chosen out the wolf to be his dog.

The true poet, is like a man who's happy anywhere, in endless measure, if he's allowed to look at leaves and grass, to see the sun rise and set.