Hans Christian Andersen Quotes

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

Life itself is the most wonderful fairy tale.

Everything you look at can become a fairy tale and you can get a story from everything you touch.

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

To move, to breathe, to fly, to float, To gain all while you give, To roam the roads of lands remote, To travel is to live.

Enjoy life. There's plenty of time to be dead.

Where words fail, music speaks.

The wiser a man becomes, the more he will read, and those who are wisest read most.

To be of use to the world is the only way to be happy.

Nothing is too high for a man to reach, but he must climb with care and confidence

Life is like a beautiful melody, only the lyrics are messed up.

We cannot expect to be happy always ... by experiencing evil as well as good we become wise.

Every man's life is a fairy tale written by God's fingers.

But shouldn't all of us on earth give the best we have to others and offer whatever is in our power?

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.

The sun shines upon good and bad alike.

Each time I think that the song is ended ... something higher and better begins for me.

‎"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.

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

A human life is a story told by God.

It was clear to me, as I glanced back over my earlier life, that a loving Providence watched over me, that all was directed for me by a higher power.

But a mermaid has no tears, and therefore she suffers so much more.

Happy domestic life is like a beautiful summer's evening; the heart is filled with peace; and everything around derives a peculiar glory.

No, the light is too intense; we do not yet have eyes that can see all the glory God has created. But maybe someday we will have such eyes. That will be the most wonderful fairy tale of all, for we ourselves will be part of it.

If you looked down to the bottom of my soul, you would understand fully the source of my longing and – pity me. Even the open, transparent lake has its unknown depths, which no divers know.