Life still called to her with many insistent voices.
If I wasn’t ME who’d I be?
Him life just as much as you did, Mrs. Dr. dear, Susan was wont to say. He is just as much my baby as he is yours. And, indeed, it was always to Susan that Shirley ran, to
Commissariat in her own hands, in spite of all Mary’s
Clouds of the golden west between its softly dark shores. The sea moaned eerily on the sand-bar, sorrowful even in spring, ...
Yesterday she had been all her own. Now she was this man's.
We are schoolmates, I see, he said, smiling at Anne's colors. That ought to be sufficient introduction. My name is Royal Gardner.
To dispair is to turn your back on God.
There's always a piece of unfinished work left,' said Mrs. Lynde, with tears in her eyes. 'But I supposed there's always some one to finish it.
There was another occupant of the living-room, curled up on a couch, who must not be overlooked, since he was a creature of marked individuality, and, moreover, had the distinction of being the only l...
There is some good in every person if you can find it. It is a teacher's duty to find and develop it.
There is nothing but meetings and partings in this world - Anne Shirley
There is a book of Revelation in every one's life, as there is in the Bible.
There are moments when we have real fun because, just for the moment, we don't think about things and then--we remember--and the remembering is worse than thinking of it all the time would have been.
Then Diana puts too many murders into hers. She says most of the time she doesn’t know what to do with the people so she kills them off to get rid of them.
The world is always young again for just a few moments at the dawn.
The trouble is you and Mrs Lynde don't understand each other. That is always what is wrong when people don't like each other. - Anne Shirley
The kind of a wife I’d like to Have. ‘She must have good manners and get my meals on time and do what I tell her and always be very polite to me. She must be fifteen yers old. She must be good to the...
The Woman had told her that Tomorrow never comes, but Elizabeth knows better. It will come sometime. Some beautiful morning she will just wake up and find it is Tomorrow. Not Today but Tomorrow. And t...
Tact is a faculty for meandering around to a given point instead of making a bee-line.