He looked at the little maiden, and she looked at him; and he felt that he was melting away, but he still managed to keep himself erect, shouldering his gun bravely. A door was suddenly opened, the draught caught the little dancer and she fluttered like a sylph, straight into the fire, to the soldier, blazed up and was gone! By this time the soldier was reduced to a mere lump, and when the maid took away the ashes next morning she found him, in the shape of a small tin heart. All that was left of the dancer was her spangle, and that was burnt as black as a coal. Hans Christian Andersen
He does something to me, that boy. Every time. It’s his only detriment. He steps on my heart. He makes me cry.
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Markus Zusak
I'll fight it. I'll fight it for you. Don't you worry about me, Hazel Grace. I'm okay. I'll find a way to hang around and annoy you for a long time.
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John Green
You're like a song that I heard when I was a little kid but forgot I knew until I heard it again.
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Maggie Stiefvater
So it’s true, when all is said and done, grief is the price we pay for love.
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E.a. Bucchianeri
Someday, we’ll run into each other again, I know it. Maybe I’ll be older and smarter and just plain better. If that happens, that’s when I’ll deserve you. But now, at this moment, you can’t hook your boat to mine, because I’m liable to sink...
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Gabrielle Zevin
More Quotes By Hans Christian Andersen
Just living is not enough, " said the butterfly, "one must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower.
To travel is to live.
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.
Life is like a beautiful melody, only the lyrics are messed up.
