One must use the night.

Maybe my passion is nothing special, but at least it's mine.

It’s only the sea,’ said Moomintroll. ‘Every wave that dies on the beach sings a little song to a shell. But you mustn’t go inside because it’s a labyrinth and you may never come out again.

A person can find anything if he takes the time, that is, if he can afford to look. And while he's looking, he's free, and he finds things he never expected.

It is simply this: do not tire, never lose interest, never grow indifferent—lose your invaluable curiosity and you let yourself die. It's as simple as that.

I'll have to calm down a bit. Or else I'll burst with happiness

One ought to have the right to have a secret and to spring it as a surprise. But if you live inside a family you have neither.