Book: Magic winter

In order for something to believe, not necessarily know if it's true.

It is equally important to know two things: how to be alone, and how to be with others.

Always warmly greet all those who enter your home.

Trust me: the most dangerous thing to be locked in four walls. <...> This to mind different thoughts.

See... so many very different only happens in winter, not summer and not autumn and not spring. In the winter it happens all the worst, most surprising...

I want to rise my sun and I will look for you, you will immediately see what you're stupid!

All very vague and that's what I'm comforting.

What a pity that all the fun ends when it is no longer afraid and when you, on the contrary, it becomes fun.

Somebody takes things from dad's house.
What a terrific, fun told Tuu-Tikki. You and so around so many things. And those you remember and those which you only dream

There, far off, a sniff, said to himself Moomin Troll. - Somewhere in the South, he eats oranges. If I were sure he knows I intend for him to cross the mountains, I'd decided to take this step. Otherwise, nothing I have will not work.

Here used to grow apples, - said Matey Moomin, looking at the bare trees.
- And now there is growing snow - calmly answered Tuu-Tikki and went on.

And little my has flatly refused any mourning ribbons and bows.
If I grieve, I didn't need to show and wear there are different bows, she said.
- Yes, if you cry, - said Moomin-Troll. - But you do not grieve!
"No," said little my. I can't grieve. I only know how to be angry or to rejoice. But perhaps it will help if I get to grieve? But if I get angry on the Ice maiden, maybe I'll bite her someday in the leg. And then maybe she will take good care to tickle other baby squirrels for the ears only because they are cute and fluffy.

You need to get to everything on your own and experience all the same one.