Rachel will be left pretty lonely if anything happens to him, with all her children settled out west, except Eliza in town; and she doesn't like her husband. Marilla's pronouns slandered Eliza, who wa...
Perhaps it was nothing very dreadful after all. I think the little things in life often make more trouble than the big things,' said Anne with one of those flashes of insight which experience could no...
Or she may find out what is at the end of the harbor road…that wandering, twisting road like a nice red snake, that leads, so Elizabeth thinks, to the end of the world. Perhaps the Island of Happiness...
Oh, here we are at the bridge. I'm going to shut my eyes tight. I’m always afraid going over bridges. I can't help imagining that perhaps, just as we get to the middle, they'll crumple up like a jackk...
Oh, don't you see, Marilla? There must be a limit to the mistakes one person can make, and when I get to the end of them, then I'll be through with them. That's a very comforting thought.
Oh, Marilla, she exclaimed one Saturday morning, coming dancing in with her arms full of gorgeous boughs 'I'm so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers. It would be terrible if we just skippe...
Oh, I'm going to take them, said Miss Cornelia. Of course, I was glad to, but Mary would have given me no peace till I asked them any way. The Ladies' Aid is going to clean the manse from top to botto...
Occasionally she would come to church, stalking unconcernedly up the aisle to a prominent seat. She never put on hat or shoes on such occasions, but when she wanted to be especially grand she powdered...
Now, my name just smacks of bread and butter, patchwork and chores. Oh, I don't think so, said Diana. Anne seems to me real stately and like a queen. But I'd like Kerrenhappuch if it happened to be yo...
Norman,
No. I don’t think I’ve ever been really lonely in my life, answered Anne. Even when I’m alone I have real good company — dreams and imaginations and pretendings. I LIKE to be alone now and then, just...
Next to a mother she wanted a quiet place where she could be alone when she wanted to be; to listen to the wind telling her strange tales, or hold the big spotted shell that murmured of the sea to her...
My life is a perfect graveyard of buried hopes.' That's a sentence I read in a book once, and I say it over to comfort myself whenever I'm disappointed in anything.
Mrs. Allan has a lovely smile; she has such EXQUISITE dimples in her cheeks. I wish I had dimples in my cheeks, Marilla. I'm not half so skinny as I was when I came here, but I have no dimples yet. If...
Miss Cornelia sighed and Susan groaned. Yes, he's nice enough if that were all, said the former. He is VERY nice—and very learned—and very spiritual. But, oh Anne dearie, he has no common sense! How w...
Marilla is eighty-five, said Anne with a sigh. Her hair is snow-white. But, strange to say, her eyesight is better than it was when she was sixty.
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.
Leslie, after her first anguish was over, found it possible to go on with life after all, as most of us do, no matter what our particular form of torment has been. It is even possible that she enjoyed...
Laugh at your mistakes but learn from them, joke over your troubles but gather strength from them, make a jest of your difficulties but overcome them.
Jealousy and stupidity really do most of the harm that is done in the world.