“It takes a long time sometimes," she said, "It can take a terrible long time before things sort themselves out.” — Tove Jansson Copy Share Image
“We'll always keep our bangles in brown pond water in the future. They're so much more beautiful that way” — Tove Jansson Copy Share Image
A person can find anything if he takes the time, that is, if he can afford to look. And while he's looking,… — Tove Jansson Copy Share Image
Christmas always rustled. It rustled every time, mysteriously, with silver and gold paper, tissue paper and a rich abundance of shiny paper,… — Tove Jansson Copy Share Image
It was the winter of war, in 1939. It felt completely pointless to try to create pictures... I suddenly felt an urge… — Tove Jansson Copy Share Image
Mummy weighed sweets and nuts so that everyone would get exactly the same amount. During the year, everything is measured roughly, but… — Tove Jansson Copy Share Image
One summer morning at sunrise a long time ago I met a little girl with a book under her arm. I asked… — Tove Jansson Copy Share Image
There are those who stay at home and those who go away, and it has always been so. Everyone can choose for… — Tove Jansson Copy Share Image
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… — Tove Jansson Copy Share Image
A very long time ago, Grandmother had wanted to tell about all the things they did, but no one had bothered to… — Tove Jansson Copy Share Image
People idealise their animals, and at the same time they patronisingly overlook a dog's natural life - biting fleas, burying bones, rolling… — Tove Jansson Copy Share Image
Malander had an idea and was trying to work it out, but it would take him time. Sometimes people never saw things… — Tove Jansson Copy Share Image
... 'I've been doing everything for an awfully long time, and I've seen and lived as hard as I could, and it's… — Tove Jansson Copy Share Image
“The quiet transition from autumn to winter is not a bad time at all. It's a time for protecting and securing things… — Tove Jansson Copy Share Image
“But Moominpappa wasn't listening, because just at that moment he had got the right grip on a big round boulder, and with… — Tove Jansson Copy Share Image
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… — Tove Jansson Copy Share
“The star we're looking for isn't so very friendly," said Moomintroll. "Quite the contrary, in fact." "What did you say?" said Sniff. Moomintroll went… — Tove Jansson Copy Share
It looks rather ordinary," said the Snork. "Unless you consider that a top hat is always somewhat extraordinary, of course. — Tove Jansson Copy Share
“But Moominpappa wasn't listening, because just at that moment he had got the right grip on a big round boulder, and with a great… — Tove Jansson Copy Share
Everyone must imagine his own snakes because no one else's snakes can ever be as awful. — Tove Jansson Copy Share
All men have parties and are pals who never let each other down. A pal can say terrible things which are forgotten the next… — Tove Jansson Copy Share
Someone who eats pancakes and jam can't be so awfully dangerous. You can talk to him. — Tove Jansson Copy Share
“I cannot stress enough the perils of your friends marrying or becoming court inventors. One day you are all a society of outlaws, adventurous… — Tove Jansson Copy Share
“Sophia," she said, "this is really not something to argue about. You can see for yourself that life is hard enough without being punished… — Tove Jansson Copy Share
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… — Tove Jansson Copy Share
It is still summer, but the summer is no longer alive. It has come to a standstill; nothing withers, and fall is not ready… — Tove Jansson Copy Share
“Grandmother walked up over the bare granite and thought about birds in general. It seemed to her no other creature had the same dramatic… — Tove Jansson Copy Share
But he thought all the strange words were beautiful, and he had never had a book of his own before. — Tove Jansson Copy Share
