Still Anne said nothing, several times over.
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.
Snow in April is abominable, said Anne. Like a slap in the face when you expected a kiss.
I guess ice cream is one of those things that are beyond imagination
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!
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...
It's lovely when the dark is your friend, isn't it? When you turn on the light, it makes the dark your enemy... and it glowers in at you resentfully.
Piper
I don’t want sunbursts and marble halls. I just want you... We’ll just be happy, waiting and working for each other—and dreaming. Oh, dreams will be very sweet now.
It doesn't seem FAIR, said Anne rebelliously. Babies are born and live where they are not wanted-where they will be neglected-where they have no chance. I would have loved my baby so-and cared for it...
She gives me meals that stick to my ribs. She don't forget to put salt in the porridge. She never slams doors, and when she has nothing to say, she don't talk. That's uncanny in a woman, you know, Mis...
Never on painter's canvas livesThe charm of his fancy's dream.
It was not, of course, a proper thing to do. But then I have never pretended, nor will ever pretend, that Emily was a proper child. Books are not written about proper children. They would be so dull n...
It was November—the month of crimson sunsets, parting birds, deep, sad hymns of the sea, passionate wind-songs in the pines.
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...
She isn't like any of the girls I ever knew, or any of the girls I was myself.
Let's sum up... a little house, white and green or to be made so... with trees, preferably birch and spruce... a window looking seaward... on a hill. That sounds very possible... but there is one othe...
How quiet the woods are today... not a murmur except that soft wind putting in the treetops! It sounds like surf on a faraway shore. How dear the woods are! You beautiful trees! I love every one of yo...
I have a little brown cocoon of an idea that may possibly expand into a magnificent moth of fulfilment…
…but youth yearned to youth.
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