Irina Bernebring Journiette

“The very last house stood all by itself under a dark green wall of fir-trees, and here the wild country really began. Snufkin walked faster and faster straight into the forest. Then the door of the last house opened a chink and a very old voice cried: ‘Where are you off to?’ ‘I don’t know,’ Snufkin replied.”

From the moomins about the need to not always know where one is going. From this splendid list of fifty things the moomins taught us about the world.