Whenever he got stuck for an idea, he would bang the Bible and shout very bitterly, 'Curse ye Meroz.' Poor Meroz got thoroughly cursed that day, whoever he was, Mrs. Dr. dear, said Susan. The
When I think something nice is going to happen I seem to fly right up on the wings of anticipation; and then the first thing I realize I drop down to earth with a thud. But really, Marilla, the flying...
Well, the Story Girl was right. There is such a place as fairyland—but only children can find the way to it. And they do not know that it is fairyland until they have grown so old that they forget the...
Well, all I hope, said Miss Cornelia calmly, is that when I'm dead nobody will call me 'our departed sister.
We'll just sit here, said Barney, and if we think of anything worth while saying we'll say it. Otherwise, not. Don't imagine you're bound to talk to me.John Foster says, quoted Valancy, 'If you can si...
We miss so much out of life if we do not love. The more we love the richer life is.
There isn't any devil in a good dog. That's why they're more lovable than cats, I reckon. But I'm darned if they're as interesting.
The only thing she really enjoyed was a funeral. You knew where you were with a corpse. Nothing more could happen to it. But while there was life there was fear.
The lines and verses are only the outward garments of the poem and are no more really it than your ruffles and flounces are YOU,
The Reverend John Knox Meredith, Mrs. Dr. dear, said Susan, resolved not to let Miss Cornelia tell all the news. Is
One couldn't be afraid or bitter where love was—and love was everywhere.
One could have eaten a meal off the ground without overbrimming the proverbial peck of dirt. Mrs.
On a day like this there's no such word as fail in my bright lexicon.
Oh, WHY can't boys be just sensible! Anne
Oh, I wouldn't have minded its being heretical. I can stand wickedness, but I can't stand foolishness,
Oh, Charlotta dear, I'd have told you all about it if it were my secret...but it's Miss Lavendar's, you see. However, I'll tell you this much...and if nothing comes of it you must never breathe a word...
Oh, Aunt Elizabeth, said Emily breathlessly, when you hold the candle down like that it makes your face look just like a corpse! Oh, it's so interesting.
Oh Marilla, looking forward to things is half the pleasure of them, exclaimed Anne.
Nothing worth while is every easy come by.
None of us ever do, said Mrs. Allan witha sigh. But then, Anne, you know what Lowellsays, ‘Not failure but low aim is crime.’ Wemust have ideals and try to live up to them,even if we never quite succe...