To you, who have joined us tonight, brothers, I found nothing more pleasant, comforting and... true to offer you than a few fairy tales, and please forgive me for that.
As the years go by and we grow up, we see that our dreams for this life do come true, but the happiness we expected to accompany them does not come or comes for a very short time. After all, a little, which is also our whole life. But fairy tales console us, that's why we call them fairy tales, that is, consolations.
They console us because they dare to pull a little the curtain of the other life of ours, which without it, this life of ours is half, desperately half. And from this opening, we catch a glimpse of Paradise, which awaits us and inspires the "unspeakable verbs" in the fairy tale tellers. And even those who will disdain the fairy tales, they too will smile a little, shyly like children. Is that too little?