The hemulen woke up slowly and recognised himself and wished he had been someone he didn't know.
You must go on a long journey before you can really find out how wonderful home is.
For a while she considered being ill, but she changed her mind.
One has to discover everything for oneself. And get over it all alone.
Lie on the bridge and watch the water flowing past. Or run, or wade through the swamp in your red boots. Or roll yourself up and listen to the rain falling on the roof. It's very easy to enjoy yourself.
Storms probably exist only because after them we can have a sunrise.