Top 100 Jansson Quotes
#1. That there can still be as-yet untranslated fiction by [Tove] Jansson is simultaneously an aberration and a delight, like finding buried treasure.
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#2. Thomas Teal, a luminous translator of Jansson's twin talent for surface and depth, simplicity and reverberation in language, and someone who knows exactly how to convey her gift for sensing the meaning embedded in the most mundane act or turn of phrase.
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#3. You saved us in the nick of time."
"Have I saved you?" asked the Hemulen in surprise. "I didn't mean to. I was looking for the caterpillars that were making such a noise down there." (Hemulens are generally a bit slow in grasping an idea, but they are very pleasant if you don't annoy them.)
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#4. No one can depict desolation who hasn't inhabited desolation and observed it very closely. Things condemned have a terrible beauty.
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#5. We sat talking on a rock. The air was filled with the tang of sea-weed and of something else that could only have been the ocean smell. I felt so happy that I wasn't even afraid it wouldn't last.
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#6. Oh, dear me!" he lamented. "The raft has floated off and I suppose it's gone down that awful hole by now."
"Well, never mind. We're not on it," said Snufkin gaily. "What's a kettle here or there when you're out looking for a comet!
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#7. Here is the most valuable thing in the whole of Moomin Valley, Groke! Do you know what has grown out of this hat? Raspberry juice and fruit trees, and the most beautiful little self-propelling clouds: the only Hobgoblin's Hat in the world!
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#8. Who's he going to outwit?" Sophia asked.
"Relatives." Grandmother said. "Nasty relatives. They tell him what to do without asking him what he wants, and so there's nothing at all he really does want.
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#9. You can't always be friendly. It's impossible, there isn't the time.
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#10. Before we left, Grandmother talked a lot about the arctic night we would fly through. 'Isn't it a mystical word, "arctic"? Pure and quite hard. And meridians. Isn't that pretty? We're going to fly along them, faster than the light can follow us ... Time won't be able to catch us.
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#11. The promises made by a guilty conscience acknowledge and settle no debts...
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#12. The spirit of adventure sped through his soul on mighty wings.
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#13. Storms probably exist only because after them we can have a sunrise.
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#14. It was the winter of war, in 1939. It felt completely pointless to try to create pictures ... I suddenly felt an urge to write down something that was to begin with 'Once upon a time.'
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#15. It was simply that she was only fully alive when she devoted herself to her singular ability to draw, and when she drew she was naturally always alone.
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#16. Meanwhile the Hemulen was arranging firework set pieces in suitable places. They had Bengal Lights, Blue-Star Rain, Silver Fountains, and Rockets that exploded with stars.
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#18. 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 realize that they had forgotten
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#19. It'd be awful if the world exploded, it's so wonderfully splendid
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#20. It's nice to have beautiful things that really belong to you.
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#21. There are those who stay at home and those who go away, and it has always been so. Everyone can choose for himself, but he must choose while there is still time and never change his mind.
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#22. Because we're going to stay here a little while and calm down until I've learned your names. Light my pipe, someone!
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#23. She counted out five sweets and put them on a saucer. Then she went and put them on the ledge in the cliff to cheer him up.
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#24. What is right and what is wrong is a very sensitive matter.
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#25. He read the classics, the French and the German among others, but primarily the Russian, which enchanted him with their heavy patience.
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#26. Listen," said the Hemulen. "I was born bald on top and really I get along very well.
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#27. When the kite was finished, it refused to fly and kept slamming into the ground as if it wanted to destroy itself, and finally it threw itself in the march. Sophia put it outside Grandmother's door and went away.
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#28. Irrational terror is so hard to deal with.
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#29. There ought to be a big fuss when people move up in the world.
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#30. There was so much to talk about that nothing was said. It was warm sitting there on the steps. Everything seemed to be so right.
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#31. On the morning, Daddy and I get up at six o'clock because Christmas trees must be bought in the dark. We walk to the other end of town, as the big harbour is just the right setting for buying a Christmas tree. We spend hours choosing, looking at every branch suspiciously. It's always cold.
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#32. And all you can do is just read," she said. She raised her voice an screamed, "You just read and read and read!" Then she threw herself down on the table and wept.
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#33. Dogs are mute and obedient, but they have watched us and know us and can smell how pitiful we are.
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#34. Making a whole is very important. Most people paint things and forget the whole.
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#35. Christmas always rustled. It rustled every time, mysteriously, with silver and gold paper, tissue paper and a rich abundance of shiny paper, decorating and hiding everything and giving a feeling of reckless extravagance.
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#36. Someone who eats pancakes and jam can't be so awfully dangerous. You can talk to him.
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#37. The Hemulen, moaning piteously, thrust his nose into the sand. "This has gone too far!" he said. "Why can't a poor innocent botanist live his life in peace and quiet?"
"Life is not peaceful," said Snufkin, contentedly.
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#38. For a while she considered being ill, but she changed her mind ...
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#39. Those damn Moomins. I don't want to hear about them any more. I could vomit on the Moomintrolls.
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#40. There one is safe. In a museum or in a lap or in a tree. Perhaps under the bedclothes. But the best thing of all is to sit high up in a tree, that is if one isn't still inside one's Mummy's tummy.
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#42. They were always doing something. Quietly, without interruption, and with great concentration, they carried on with the hundred-and-one small things that made up their world.
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#43. Nothing can be as peaceful and endless as a long winter darkness, going on and on, like living in a tunnel where the dark sometimes deepens into night and sometimes eases to twilight, you're screened from everything, protected, even more alone than usual.
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#44. Moominpappa was busy on the verandah, making punch in a barrel. He put in almonds and raisins, lotus juice, ginger, sugar and nutmeg flowers, one or two lemons, and a couple of pints of strawberry liqueur to make it specially good.
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#45. Isn't it fun when one's friends get exactly what suits them?
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#46. Is that they come up with so many ideas and then they manage to carry them out and believe so strongly in what they do.
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#47. 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.
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#48. If you're not afraid, how can you be really brave?
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#49. It's only the sea,' said Moomintroll. 'Every wave that dies on the beach sings a little song to a shell. But you mustn't go inside because it's a labyrinth and you may never come out again.
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#50. They retained their wooden souls, and the curve of their backs had the enigmatic shape of growth itself and remained a part of the decaying forest
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#51. I only want to live in peace, plant potatoes and dream!
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#52. One summer morning at sunrise a long time ago
I met a little girl with a book under her arm.
I asked her why she was out so early and
she answered that there were too many books and
far too little time. And there she was absolutely right.
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#53. She started thinking about all the euphemisms for death, all the anxious taboos that had always fascinated her. It was too bad you could never have an intelligent discussion on the subject. People were either too young or too old, or else they didn't have time.
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#54. The Hemulen slid down onto the grass completely exhausted.
"Oh!" he moaned. "There has never been anything but trouble and danger since I came into the Moomin family.
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#55. You can't ever be really free if you admire somebody too much.
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#56. Only farmers and summer guests walk on the moss. What they don't know - and it cannot be repeated too often - is that moss is terribly frail. Step on it once and it rises the next time it rains. The second time, it doesn't rise back up. And the third time you step on moss, it dies.
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#57. All men are chums who will never leave each other in the lurch. A chum doesn't forgive, he just forgets - women forgive everything but never forget. Being forgiven is very unpleasant.
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#58. Well, things can't get much worse
that's one consolation, the Muskrat groaned. He had hidden himself in a forest of bracken in the bathroom, and had wrapped his head in a handkerchief so that nothing should grow into his ears.
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#59. I wonder if the nursery and the chamber of horrors are as far apart as people think?
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#60. I want your first trip to be with me. I want to show you cities and landscapes and teach you how to look at things in new ways and how to get along in places you don't already know inside out. I want to put some life in you ...
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#61. Oh, Anna Aemelin, the only thing you care about is your own conscience. That's what you cherish. You're a charming little liar.
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#62. You can't depend on people who just let things happen
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#63. 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.
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#64. The hemulen woke up slowly and recognised himself and wished he had been someone he didn't know.
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#65. I'll have to calm down a bit. Or else I'll burst with happiness
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#66. I'm not sure I would have ever started to draw, let alone write, if my childhood hadn't been so happy. It was a mixture of comfort and adventure. An excellent mixture!
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#67. A very long time ago, Grandmother had wanted to tell about all the things they did, but no one had bothered to ask. And now she had lost the urge.
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#68. 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.
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#69. Tell them it's a secret. Tell them they don't need to know.
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#70. It is simply this: do not tire, never lose interest, never grow indifferent - lose your invaluable curiosity and you let yourself die. It's as simple as that.
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#71. Of course, Moomintrolls don't wear clothes, except sometimes in bed.
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#72. I'm afraid we shall waste an awful lot of time."
"Don't worry," answered Snufkin, "we shall have wonderful dreams, and when we wake up it'll be spring.
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#73. Everyone must imagine his own snakes because no one else's snakes can ever be as awful.
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#74. My bag was as light as my happy-go-lucky heart.
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#75. It's risky to talk about one's most secret dreams a bit too early.
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#76. When one's dead, one's dead ... This squirrel will become earth all in his time. And still later on, there'll grow new trees from him, with new squirrels skipping about in them. Do you think that's so very sad?
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#77. Pearls' burst out the Snork Maiden excitedly. 'Could ankle rings be made out of pearls?'
'I should think they could,' said Moomintoll. 'Ankle-rings, and nose-rings and ear-rings and engagement rings ...
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#78. There's no need to imagine that you're a wondrous beauty, because that's what you are.
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#79. Why do you smile all the time?" he said. "Because I am looking at you," she said
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#80. If words lie face down there's a chance they might change during the night; you may suddenly come to see them with a new eye, perhaps with a rapid flash of insight. It is conceivable.
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#81. But Moominmamma was quite unperturbed.
"Well, well!" she said, "it seems to me that our guests are having a very good time."
"I hope so," replied Moominpappa. "Pass me a banana, please dear.
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#82. You must go on a long journey before you can really find out how wonderful home is.
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#83. It's finished. There isn't a stamp, or an error that I haven't collected. Not one. What shall I do now?"
"I think I'm beginning to understand," said Moomintroll slowly. "You aren't a collector anymore, you're only an owner, and that isn't nearly so much fun.
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#84. Are you too frightened to go any farther?" asked the silk-monkey, who found all this very easy, having four legs herself.
"I'm never afraid," answered Sniff. "But I think the view is better from here.
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#85. Sniff looked at them and noticed that they were much smaller than he was, so he felt kinder and said, condescendingly. Hullo. Nice to see you.
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#86. Alexander was in the grip of a passion for perfection. He was not aware of how closely, how perilously, perfectionism and fanaticism are related.
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#87. I need to write down my observations. Even the tiniest ones; they're the most important.
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#88. Most of the people are homesick anyway, and a little lonely, and they hide themselves in their hair and are turned into flowers.
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#89. You're an idiot," Snufkin said. "Or still worse, you're a story spoiler.
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#90. No well-bred person goes ashore on someone else's island when there's no one home. But if they put up a sign, then you do it anyway, because it's a slap in the face
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#92. It is still summer, but the summer is no longer alive. It has come to a standstill; nothing withers, and fall is not ready to begin. There are no stars yet, just darkness.
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#93. He did not confuse what he longed for with his gratitude for what he had. Extreme desires have their own sanctuary.
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#94. He didn't remember, he didn't worry, he just was.
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#95. Gathering is peculiar, because you see nothing but what you're looking for. If you're picking raspberries, you see only what's red, and if you're looking for bones you see only the white. No matter where you go, the only thing you see is bones.
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#96. It can be sad having a friend you've admired too much and seen too rarely and told too many things that you should have kept to yourself.
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#97. My dear child," said Grandmother impatiently, "every human being has to make his own mistakes." She was very tired, and wanted to get home.
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#98. All things are so very uncertain, and that's exactly what makes me feel reassured.
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#99. The room had lost its morning light, the glow of expectation and potential. The daylight was now gray, and the new day was already used, a little soiled by mistaken thoughts and makeshift undertakings.
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#100. Sophia," she said, "this is really not something to argue about. You can see for yourself that life is hard enough without being punished for it afterwards. We get comfort when we die, that's the whole idea
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