I read in a book once that a rose by any other name would smell as sweet, but I've never been able to believe it. I don't believe a rose WOULD be as nice if it was called a thistle or a skunk cabbage.
I love a book that makes me cry.
I am well in body although considerably rumpled up in spirit, thank you, ma'am,' said Anne gravely. Then aside to Marilla in an audible whisper, 'There wasn't anything startling in that, was there, Ma...
Fear is the original sin, suddenly said a still, small voice away back—back—back of Valancy’s consciousness. Almost all the evil in the world has its origin in the fact that some one is afraid of some...
Away down at the far end of the lake they got every night a glimpse of a big, continental train rushing through a clearing. Valancy liked to watch its lighted windows flash by and wonder who was on it...
Isn't it splendid to think of all the things there are to find out about? It just makes me feel glad to be alive--it's such an interesting world. It wouldn't be half so interesting if we knew all abou...
It has been a Prosy day for us, but for some people it has been a wonderful day. Someone was rapturously happy in it. Perhaps a great deed has been done somewhere today- a great poem written- or a gre...
She was always at her best with him, with a delightful feeling of being understood. To love is easy and therefore common - but to understand - how rare it is!
A broken heart in real life isn't half as dreadful as it is in books. It's a good deal like a bad tooth, though you won't think THAT a very romantic simile. It takes spells of aching and gives you a s...
Words aren't made — they grow,' said Anne.
There's such a lot of different Annes in me. I sometimes think that is why I'm such a troublesome person. If I was just the one Anne it would be ever so much more comfortable, but then it wouldn't be...
There is no such thing as freedom on earth, he said. Only different kinds of bondages. And comparative bondages. YOU think you are free now because you've escaped from a peculiarly unbreakable kind of...
The stars twinkled through the fir-trees and right and left the harbour range-lights shone like great earth stars. Presently a moon rose and there was a sparkling trail over the harbour like a lady's...
The body grows slowly and steadily but the soul grows by leaps and bounds. It may come to its full stature in an hour.
Some are born old maids, some achieve old maidenhood, and some have old maidenhood thrust upon them , parodied Miss Lavendar whimsically.
One can't get over the habit of being a little girl all at once.
No one can be free who has a thousand ancestors.
Never on painter's canvas livesThe charm of his fancy's dream.
My pen shall heal, not hurt.
It's delightful when your imaginations come true, isn't it?