But I suppose you’re badly brought up. Or not brought up at all. Or born impossible to bring up.
Oh, what happiness! Oh, how glad I am!
Oh my, oh my. He’s got such a lot of feelings, this Moomintroll.
I can’t bear to live in my coffee tin any longer.
You’re every bit as beautiful without it.
We’ve been everywhere already. There isn’t anywhere new.
By my demon eye, you’re a real friend.
Morning, have you swallowed a lemon?’
Schools of sea spooks crossed our course, and now and then a tittering trail of mermaids appeared in our wake. We fed them with oatmeal.
If only I could understand why you always make such a fuss about things.
By my tail! I’ll never save anybody in the dark again!
My parents were lost in a spring-cleaning! Excuse me!
Good gracious me! Have you got a cave all of your own?
These are for you, so that you can decorate yourself all over the place, and be the most beautiful Snorkmaiden in the world.
I’m longing to get away from this stony country. Even a poet can have enough sometimes.
True, I intended to punish the sun by staying at home until he comes back. But this is important.
I can’t make you out, I thought you didn’t like girls.
How nice to be on your own for a bit and do what you like.
The world is full of great and wonderful things for those who are ready for them.
One should have respect for one’s tail.
What’s so nice about you, is that you are so little. You must be terribly clever because you don’t say anything. It makes me want to talk about my boat.
She’s the silliest, nastiest, badly-broughtuppest child I’ve ever seen, with or without a head.
Well, strike me pink! There are curly flourishes everywhere!
I like you, I don’t want to make you feel unhappy.