We don't know where we're going, but isn't is fun to go?
We always hate people who surprise our secrets…
The world looks like something God had just imaged for his own pleasure, doesn't it?
That's the worst of growing up, and I'm beginning to realize it. The things you wanted so much when you were a child don't seem half so wonderful to you when you get them.
She gives me meals that stick to my ribs. She don't forget to put salt in the porridge. She never slams doors, and when she has nothing to say, she don't talk. That's uncanny in a woman, you know, Mis...
Oh, my, you are one of the Chosen People, mocked Black-eyes.Of course I am, retorted Emily.
Oh, aren't you glad it is spring? The beauty of winter is that it makes you appreciate spring. The
It's the fools that make all the trouble in the world, not the wicked.
It might be a nice world if nobody ever said a disagreeable thing, but it would be a dangerous one,
I feel as if I had opened a book and found roses of yesterday sweet and fragrant, between its leaves.
How quiet the woods are today... not a murmur except that soft wind putting in the treetops! It sounds like surf on a faraway shore. How dear the woods are! You beautiful trees! I love every one of yo...
Here sat Marilla Cuthbert, when she sat at all, slightly distrustful of sunshine, which seemed to her too dancing and irresponsible a thing for a world which was meant to be taken seriously…
Even eighty-odd is sometimes vulnerable to vanity.
Anne reveled in the world of color about her.Oh, Marilla, she exclaimed one Saturday morning, coming dancing in with her arms full of gorgeous boughs, I'm so glad I live in a world where there are Oct...
And yet... you wouldn't want it to stop hurting... you wouldn't want to forget your little mother even if you could.
Oh, Marilla, looking forward to things is half the pleasure of them, exclaimed Anne. You mayn’t get the things themselves; but nothing can prevent you from having the fun of looking forward to them. M...
Isn't it splendid to think of all the things there are to find out about? It just makes me feel glad to be alive--it's such an interesting world. It wouldn't be half so interesting if we knew all abou...
Leave for Charlottetown to attend Queen's Academy. Their charmed circle would be broken; and, in spite of the jollity of their little festival, there was a hint of sorrow in every gay young heart.
You will have to make up the old quarrel, Susan. It will never do to be at outs with your neighbours. Cousin Sophia began the quarrel, so she can begin the making up also, Mrs. Dr. dear, said Susan lo...
War was a hellish, horrible hideous thing - too horrible and hideous to happen in the twentieth century between civilised nations.