Tove Jansson
Tove Jansson
Tove Marika Jansson; 9 August 1914 – 27 June 2001) was a Swedish-speaking Finnish novelist, painter, illustrator and comic strip author. For her contribution as a children's writer she received the Hans Christian Andersen Medal in 1966...
NationalityFinnish
ProfessionChildren's Author
Date of Birth9 August 1914
CityHelsinki, Finland
CountryFinland
heart light lucky
My bag was as light as my happy-go-lucky heart.
people way strange
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.
ideas people trying
Malander had an idea and was trying to work it out, but it would take him time. Sometimes people never saw things clearly until it was too late and they no longer had the strength to start again. Or else they forgot their idea along the way and didn't even realise that they forgotten.
snakes awful imagine
Everyone must imagine his own snakes because no one else's snakes can ever be as awful.
family spring secret
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.
pancakes jam dangerous
Someone who eats pancakes and jam can't be so awfully dangerous. You can talk to him.
friendship friendly impossible
You can't always be friendly. It's impossible, there isn't the time.
dream secret bits
It's risky to talk about one's most secret dreams a bit too early.
pancakes jam dangerous
One can't be too dangerous, if they like to eat pancakes. Especially with jam on it.
beautiful summer twilight
I love borders. August is the border between summer and autumn; it is the most beautiful month I know. Twilight is the border between day and night, and the shore is the border between sea and land. The border is longing: when both have fallen in love but still haven't said anything. The border is to be on the way. It is the way that is the most important thing.
hands going-away suitcases
But that's how it is when you start wanting to have things. Now, I just look at them, and when I go away I carry them in my head. Then my hands are always free, because I don't have to carry a suitcase.
grandmother ideas done
Why are you in such a rush?" Sophia asked, and her grandmother answered that it was a good idea to do things before you forgot that they had to be done.
beautiful tree wreaths
He was the owner of the moonlight on the ground, he fell in love with the most beautiful of the trees, he made wreaths of leaves and strung them around his neck.
calm calm-down bits
I'll have to calm down a bit. Or else I'll burst with happiness