Slowly the banners of the sunset city gave up their crimson and gold; slowly the conqueror's pageant faded out. Twilight crept over the valley and the little group grew silent. Walter had been reading...
She'd been real melancholy in the fall — religious melancholy — it ran in her family. Her father worried so much over believing that he had committed the unpardonable sin that he died in the asylum.
She had intended to teach Anne the childish classic, Now I lay me down to sleep. But she had, as I have told you, the glimmerings of a sense of humor—which is simply another name for a sense of fitnes...
See—there is a great golden palace over there in the sunset, said Walter, pointing. Look at the shining tower—and the crimson banners streaming from them. Perhaps a conqueror is riding home from battl...
Ruby Gillis thinks of nothing but young men, and the older she gets the worse she is. Young men are all very well in their place, but it doesn't do to drag them into everything, does it?
Revenge hurts nobody quite so much as the one who tries to inflict it.
Perhaps LOVE unfolded naturally out of a beautiful friendship.. as a golden hearted rose slipping from its green sheath.
People told her she hadn't changed much, in a tone which hinted they were surprised and a little disappointed she hadn't.
Our library isn't very extensive, but every book in it is a friend.
Oh, I wish we had the old days back again, exclaimed Jem. I'd love to be a soldier—a great, triumphant general. I'd give EVERYTHING to see a big battle. Well,
Oh, I don't know. I've come so far short in so many things. I haven't done what I meant to do when I began to teach last fall. I haven't lived up to my ideals. None of us ever do, said Mrs. Allan with...
Oh hearts that loved in the good old way have been out of fashion this many a day
My library isn't very extensive but every book in it is a friend.
My epic, said Emily, diligently devouring plum cake, is about a very beautiful high-born girl who was stolen away from her real parents when she was a baby and brought up in a woodcutter’s hut. One av...
Mrs. Spencer said it was wicked of me to talk like that, but I didn’t mean to be wicked. It’s so easy to be wicked without knowing it, isn’t it?
Mrs Allan says that whenever we think of anything that is a trial to use we should also think of something nice that we can set over against it. If you are slightly too plump, you've got the dearest d...
Mr. Meredith couldn't tell her, but they plunged into a discussion of German militarism that lasted long after Rosemary had found the book. Rosemary said nothing, but sat in a little rocker behind Ell...
Mr. Harrison was certainly different from other people…and that is the essential characteristic of a crank, as everybody knows.
Miss Cordelia thought she had never seen anybody so much like an incarnate smile before. Smiles of all kinds seemed literally to riot over his ruddy face and in and out of his eyes and around the corn...
Looking forward to things is half the pleasure of them. You mayn't get the things themselves but nothing can prevent you from having the fun of looking forward to them. - Anne Shirley