Hans Christian Andersen
Hans Christian Andersen
Hans Christian Andersen; often referred to in Scandinavia as H. C. Andersen; 2 April 1805 – 4 August 1875) was a Danish author. Although a prolific writer of plays, travelogues, novels, and poems, Andersen is best remembered for his fairy tales. Andersen's popularity is not limited to children; his stories, called eventyr in Danish, express themes that transcend age and nationality...
NationalityDanish
ProfessionChildren's Author
Date of Birth2 April 1805
CityOdense, Denmark
CountryDenmark
Just living is not enough... one must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower.
The whole world is a series of miracles, but we're so used to them we call them ordinary things.
Everything you look at can become a fairy tale and you can get a story from everything you touch.
When the bird of the heart begins to sing, too often will reason stop up her ears.
To be of use to the world is the only way to be happy.
But a mermaid has no tears, and therefore she suffers so much more.
Death walks faster than the wind and never returns what he has taken.
Happy domestic life is like a beautiful summer's evening; the heart is filled with peace; and everything around derives a peculiar glory.
Life is like a beautiful melody, only the lyrics are messed up.
Then she saw a star fall, leaving behind it a bright streak of fire. “Someone is dying,” thought the little girl, for her old grandmother, the only one who had ever loved her, and who was now dead, had told her that when a star falls, a soul was going up to God.
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.
She laughed and danced with the thought of death in her heart.
A human life is a story told by God.
Don't ask me how I am! I understand nothing more!