My Life Is A Lovely Story, Happy

Farewell, Farewell," Said The Swallow, With A Heavy Heart, As He Left The Warm Countries, To Fly Back Into Denmark. There He Had A Nest Over The Window Of A House In Which Dwelt The Writer Of Fairy Tales. The Swallow Sang "tweet, Tweet," And From His Song Came The Whole Story.

The Whole World Is A Series Of Miracles, But We're So Used To Them We Call Them Ordinary Things.

I Would Give Gladly All The Hundreds Of Years That I Have To Live, To Be A Human Being Only For One Day, And To Have The Hope Of Knowing The Happiness Of That Glorious World Above The Stars.

Well, Yes: People Write Poems When They Are In Love, But A Wise Man Will Not Print Them.

Nothing Is Too High For A Man To Reach, But He Must Climb With Care And Confidence