... 'I've been doing everything for an awfully long time, and I've seen and lived as hard as I could, and it's been unbelievable, I tell you, unbelievable. But now I have the feeling everything's gliding away from me, and I don't remember, and I don't care, and yet now is right when I need it!'. [pp. 84-85]

It’s strange,” Moominmamma thought. “Strange that people can be sad, and even angry because life is too easy. But that’s the way it is, I suppose. The only thing to do is to start life afresh.

She started thinking about all the euphemisms for death, all the anxious taboos that had always fascinated her. It was too bad you could never have an intelligent discussion on the subject. People were either too young or too old, or else they didn't have time.

But he thought all the strange words were beautiful, and he had never had a book of his own before.

One can't be too dangerous, if they like to eat pancakes. Especially with jam on it.

You must go on a long journey before you can really find out how wonderful home is.

Dogs are mute and obedient, but they have watched us and know us and can smell how pitiful we are.