I have got acquainted with Lofty John. Ilse is a great friend of his and often goes there to watch him working in his carpenter shop. He says he has made enough ladders to get to heaven without the pr...
I fatti di tutti sono i fatti di nessuno.
I don't like places or people either that haven't any faults. I think that a truly perfect person would be very uninteresting.
Humor is the spiciest condiment in the feast of existence.
He watched over word and thought and deed as jealously as if her clear eyes were to pass judgement on it... She held over him the unconscious influence that every girl, whose ideals are high and pure,...
Don't give up all your romance, Anne, he whispered shyly, a little bit is a good thing - not too much, of course, but keep a little of it, Anne, keep a little of it.
Anne sewed and planned little winter wardrobes...Nan must have a red dress, since she is so set on it...and sometimes thought of Hannah, weaving her little coat every year for the small Samuel. Mother...
Anne looked at the white young mother with a certain awe that had never entered into her feelings for Diana before. Could this pale woman with the rapture in her eyes be the little black-curled, rosy-...
An imagination is a wonderful thing to have … but like every gift we must possess it and not let it possess us.
People who don't like cats always seem to think there is some peculiar virtue in not liking them.
Ithink we all experience the same thing. We resent thethought that anything can please us when someone we loveis no longer here to share the pleasure with us, and we almostfeel as if we were unfaithfu...
I ought to grow up successfully, and I'm sure it will be my own fault if I don't. I feel it's a great responsibility because I have only one chance. If I don't grow up right I can't go back and begin...
…the Lake of Shining Waters was blue — blue — blue; not the changeful blue of spring, nor the pale azure of summer, but a clear, steadfast, serene blue, as if the water were past all modes and tenses...
…it's so dreadful to have nothing to love — life is so empty — and there's nothing worse than emptiness…
…could not have understood what perverted shaped thwarted love can take.
Where to blow from next for sheer crazy delight
The best of it all was the coming home.
Closed behind Anne
You'll stay right here with me, Anne-girl, said Gilbert lazily. I won't have you flying away from me into the hearts of storms.
You must pay the penalty of growing-up, Paul. You must leave fairyland behind you.