Or just somebody else who’ll be so kind as to eat her? Excuse me! Was that rude of me?
You’ll have to blow your noses in your petticoats. Or whatever you’ve got.
It’s called skiing. It makes you rush ahead fast, like lightning, in a cloud of whirling snow, and you’ve got to look sharp, or else.
One has to discover everything for oneself. And get over it all alone.
One shouldn’t kiss when people are looking.
Don’t you think it’s just a teeny bit dangerous?
What’s a telegraph office? Can you eat it?
Didn’t you understand that I was melancholy?
Not before the eyes of a Moomin! I’m going to save him!
It’s all right now, my dear. You see, I shall always know you whatever happens.
D’you know, I was born in a clam and wasn’t bigger than a waterflea when mother found me in her aquarium!
Little dear, by all means do exactly as you like!