The Happy Prince and Other Stories

Люди думают, что в золоте счастье...

- Когда делаешь доброе дело, - ответил ей Принц, - всегда становится как-то легче...

- Принеси мне самое ценное, что ты найдешь в этом городе. И принес ему ангел оловянное сердце и мертвую птицу.

• Правильно ты выбрал, - сказал господь. - Ибо в моих райских садах эта малая пташка будет петь во веки веков, а в моем сияющем чертоге Счастливый Принц будет воздавать мне хвалу.

There is no Miystery so great as Misery.

Смерть и сон не родные ли братья?

Death is a great price to pay for a red rose and Life is very dear to all.  Yet Love is better than Life, and what is the heart of a bird compared to the heart of a man?

I like hearing myself talk. Its one of my greatest pleasures. I often have long conversations all by myself, and I am so clever that sometimes I dont understand a single word of what I am saying.

What right have you to be happy? You should be thinking about others. In fact, you should be thinking about me.

She was one of those people who think that, if you say the same thing over and over a great many times, it becomes true in the end.

Death is the brother of Sleep, is he not?

И вот теперь, когда я уже не живой, меня поставили здесь, наверху, так высоко, что мне видны все скорби и вся нищета, какая только есть в моей столице. И хотя сердце теперь у меня оловянное, я не могу удержаться от слез.

...the living always think that gold can make them happy.

«As he is no longer beautiful he is no longer useful»

For on the palms of the child's hands were the prints of two nails, and the prints of two nails were on
the little feet.

• "Who hath dared to wound thee?" cried the Giant; "tell me, that I may take my big sword and slay him."
• "Nay!" answered the child; "but these are the wounds of Love

"What a silly thing Love is," said the Student as he walked away. "It is not half as useful as Logic, for it does not prove anything, and it is always telling one of things that are not going to happen, and making one believe things that are not true. In fact, it is quite unpractical, and, as in this age to be practical is everything, I shall go back to Philosophy and study Metaphysics."

The only thing that sustains one through life is the consciousness of the immense inferiority of everybody else.

Any place you love is the world to you.

"I am rather afraid that I have annoyed him," answered the Linnet. "The fact is that you told him a story with a moral"
"Ah, that is always a very dangerous thing to do," said the Duck.
And I quite agree with her.