Despair is a free man—hope is a slave.
Anybody is liable to rheumatism in her legs, Anne. It's only old people who should have rheumatism in their souls, though. Thanks goodness, I never have. When you get rheumatism in your soul you might...
Anne was always glad in the happiness of her friends; but it is sometimes a little lonely to be surrounded everywhere by happiness that is not your own.
What I want to get out of my college course is some knowledge of the best way of living life and doing the most and best with it. I want to learn to understand and help other people and myself.
There was something in her movements that made you think she never walked but always danced.
There is so much in the world for us all if we only have the eyes to see it, and the heart to love it, and the hand to gather it to ourselves--so much in men and women, so much in art and literature,...
The other night I took Jims with me for a walk down to the store. It was the first time he had ever been out so late at night, and when he saw the stars he exclaimed, 'Oh, Willa, see the big moon and...
The kind of juvenile story I like best to write -- and read, too, for the matter of that -- is a good, jolly one, art for art's sake, or rather fun for fun's sake, with no insidious moral hidden away...
Soul-ache doesn't worry folks near as much as stomach-ache.
People who are different from other people are always called peculiar,' said Anne.
Out of your world perhaps, Susan — but not out of mine,' said Anne with a faint smile.
Oh, sometimes I think it is of no use to make friends. They only go out of your life after awhile and leave a hurt that is worse than the emptiness before they came.
Oh, Marilla, I thought I was happy before. Now I know that I just dreamed a pleasant dream of happiness. This is the reality.
Oh, I think some parts of it are fine, conceded Davy. That story about Joseph now—it's bully. But if I'd been Joseph Iwouldn't have forgive the brothers. No, siree, Anne. I'd have cut all their heads...
Mrs. Marshall Elliott,
Mrs. Lynde may be an acquired taste with some folks; but I didn't keep on eating bananas because I was told I'd learn to like them if I did,
It's the worst kind of cruelty — the thoughtless kind. You can't cope with it.
It's delightful when your imaginations come true, isn't it?
It was really dreadful to be so different from other people . . . and yet rather wonderful, too, as if you were a being strayed from another star. Hazel would not have been one of the common herd for...
It is hard to understand why work should be called a curse—until one remembers what bitterness forced or uncongenial labour is. But the work for which we are fitted—which we feel we are sent into the...