"For she has spoken a falsehood.
I will not seize your soul; I will give you mine to be yours, and you shall give me yours to be mine, and so we shall neither of us be poorer--but both richer!" "I should like to believe it," said Uarda thoughtfully, "and I have thought the same kind of thing.

When I was strong, I often had to go late in the evening to fetch water from the landing-place where the great water-wheel stands.

Thousands of drops fall from the earthenware pails as it turns, and in each you can see the reflection of a moon, yet there is only one in the sky.

Then I thought to myself, so it must be with the love in our hearts.

We have but one heart, and yet we pour it out into other hearts without its losing in strength or in warmth.