BD Wilson

“But the Story never dies.  And more than a whole year went by, and he longed—oh, so very much!—for the Story.”
— “The Will-o’-the-Wisp is in the Town,” says the Moor Woman

“A sea maid has no immortal soul, and can never gain one, except she win the love of a mortal.  Her eternal existence depends upon the power of another.”
— The Little Sea Maid

“R-r-atch! how it sputtered and burned! It was a warm bright flame, like a little candle when she held her hands over it; it was a wonderful little light!  It really seemed to the little girl as if she sat before a great polished stove, with bright brass feet and a brass cover.  How the fire burned! how comfortable it was! but the little flame went out, the stove vanished, and she had only the remains of the burned match in her hand.”
—  The Little Match Girl

“Then suddenly the door flew open, and the draught of air caught the dancer, and she flew like a sylph just into the stove to the Tin Soldier, and flashed up in a flame, and she was gone.”
— The Hardy Tin Soldier

“He brought out the tinder-box and the candle-end; but as soon as he struck fire and the sparks rose up from the flint, the door flew open, and the dog who had the eyes as big as a couple of tea-cups, and whom he had seen in the tree, stood before him, and said,

‘What are my lord’s commands?’”
— The Tinder-box