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All In All, It Was A Never-to-be-forgotten Summer — One Of Those Summers Which Come Seldom Into Any Life, But Leave A Rich Heritage Of Beautiful Memories In Their Going — One Of Those Summers Which, In A Fortunate Combination Of Delightful Weather, Delightful Friends And Delightful Doing, Come As Near To Perfection As Anything Can Come In This World.

-Lucy Maud Montgomery

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All In All, It

Lucy Maud Montgomery

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All In All, It Was A Never-to-be-forgotten Summer — One Of Those Summers Which Come Seldom Into Any Life, But Leave A Rich Heritage Of Beautiful Memories In Their Going — One Of Those Summers Which, In A Fortunate Combination Of Delightful Weather, Delightful Friends And Delightful Doing, Come As Near To Perfection As Anything Can Come In This World.

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Human Nature Is Not Obliged To Be Consistent.

The World Calls Them Its Singers And Poets And Artists And Storytellers; But They Are Just People Who Have Never Forgotten The Way To Fairyland.

There Are So Many Unpleasant Things In The World Already That There Is No Use In Imagining Any More.

I Like To Hear A Storm At Night. It Is So Cosy To Snuggle Down Among The Blankets And Feel That It Can't Get At You.

True Friends Are Always Together In Spirit.

But Really, Marilla, One Can't Stay Sad Very Long In Such An Interesting World, Can One?

I Wonder If It Will Be—can Be—any More Beautiful Than This,’ Murmured Anne, Looking Around Her With The Loving, Enraptured Eyes Of Those To Whom ‘home’ Must Always Be The Loveliest Spot In The World, No Matter What Fairer Lands May Lie Under Alien Stars.

We Don't Know Where We're Going, But Isn't Is Fun To Go?

All Life Lessons Are Not Learned At College,'she Thought. Life Teaches Them Everywhere.

I Believe I've Put Forth A Tiny Soul-root Into Kingsport Soil This Afternoon. I Hope So. I Hate To Feel Transplanted.

Youth Is Not A Vanished Thing But Something That Dwells Forever In The Heart.

Don't You Just Love Poetry That Gives You A Crinkly Feeling Up And Down Your Back?

Oh Marilla, Looking Forward To Things Is Half The Pleasure Of Them," Exclaimed Anne.

Looking Forward

Oh, It's Delightful To Have Ambitions. I'm So Glad I Have Such A Lot. And There Never Seems To Be Any End To Them-- That's The Best Of It. Just As Soon As You Attain To One Ambition You See Another One Glittering Higher Up Still. It Does Make Life So Interesting.

Trees Have As Much Individuality As Human Beings. Not Even Two Spruces Are Alike. There Is Always Some Kink Or Curve Or Bend Of Bough To Single Each One Out From Its Fellows.

Red Hair Is My Life Long Sorrow.

Fairyland Is The Loveliest Word Because It Means Everything The Human Heart Desires.

Perhaps, After All, Romance Did Not Come Into One’s Life With Pomp And Blare, Like A Gay Knight Riding Down; Perhaps It Crept To One’s Side Like An Old Friend Through Quiet Ways; Perhaps It Revealed Itself In Seeming Prose, Until Some Sudden Shaft Of Illumination Flung Athwart Its Pages Betrayed The Rhythm And The Music, Perhaps . . . Perhaps . . . Love Unfolded Naturally Out Of A Beautiful Friendship, As A Golden-hearted Rose Slipping From Its Green Sheath.

Death Grows Friendlier As We Grow Older.

She Suddenly Found Herself Laughing Without Bitterness.

Perhaps. . .love Unfolded Naturally Out Of A Beautiful Friendship, As A Golden-hearted Rose Slipping From Its Green Sheath.

We Pay A Price For Everything We Get Or Take In This World; And Although Ambitions Are Well Worth Having, They Are Not To Be Cheaply Won, But Exact Their Dues Of Work And Self Denial, Anxiety And Discouragement.

People Who Haven’t Red Hair Don’t Know What Trouble Is.

Diana: "i Wish I Were Rich, And I Could Spend The Whole Summer At A Hotel, Eating Ice Cream And Chicken Salad." Anne: "you Know Something, Diana? We Are Rich. We Have Sixteen Years To Our Credit, And We Both Have Wonderful Imaginations. We Should Be As Happy As Queens." [gestures To The Setting Sun] Anne Shirley: "look At That. You Couldn't Enjoy Its Loveliness More If You Had Ropes Of Diamonds.

Nothing Ever Seems Impossible In Spring, You Know.

Having Adventures Comes Natural To Some People", Said Anne Serenely. "you Just Have A Gift For Them Or You Haven't.

It Was Rapture Enough Just To Sit There Beside Him In Silence, Alone In The Summer Night In The White Splendor Of Moonshine, With The Wind Blowing Down On Them Out Of The Pine Woods.

Why Must People Kneel Down To Pray? If I Really Wanted To Pray I’ll Tell You What I'd Do. I'd Go Out Into A Great Big Field All Alone Or In The Deep, Deep Woods And I'd Look Up Into The Sky—up—up—up—into That Lovely Blue Sky That Looks As If There Was No End To Its Blueness. And Then I'd Just Feel A Prayer.

A House Isn't A Home Without The Ineffable Contentment Of A Cat With Its Tail Folded About Its Feet. A Cat Gives Mystery, Charm, Suggestion.

It's The Fools That Make All The Trouble In The World, Not The Wicked.

I've Done My Best, And I Begin To Understand What Is Meant By 'the Joy Of Strife'. Next To Trying And Winning, The Best Thing Is Trying And Failing.

Heretics Are Wicked, But They're Mighty Int'resting. It's Jest That They've Got Sorter Lost Looking For God, Being Under The Impression That He's Hard To Find - Which He Ain't Never.

The Little Things In Life Often Make More Trouble Than The Big Things.

Nobody Can Keep On Being Angry If She Looks Into The Heart Of A Pansy For A Little While.

I Couldn't Live Where There Were No Trees--something Vital In Me Would Starve.

That's One Splendid Thing About Such Affairs — It's So Lovely To Look Back To Them.

When You've Learned To Laugh At The Things That Should Be Laughed At, And Not To Laugh At Those That Shouldn't, You've Got Wisdom And Understanding. -aunt Jimsie

Why, I've Never Even Had A Quarrel With Any One. I Haven't An Enemy. What A Spineless Thing I Must Be Not To Have Even One Enemy!

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 Know All About Everything, Would It? There'd Be No Scope For Imagination Then, Would There?but Am I Talking Too Much? People Are Always Telling Me I Do. Would You Rather I Didn't Talk? If You Say So I'll Stop. I Can Stop When I Make Up My Mind To It, Although It's Difficult.

I Am Simply A Book Drunkard.

Yes, It's Beautiful,' Said Gilbert, Looking Steadily Down Into Anne's Uplifted Face, 'but Wouldn't It Have Been More Beautiful Still, Anne, If There Had Been No Separation Or Misunderstanding . . . If They Had Come Hand In Hand All The Way Through Life, With No Memories Behind Them But Those Which Belonged To Each Other?

After All," Anne Had Said To Marilla Once, "i Believe The Nicest And Sweetest Days Are Not Those On Which Anything Very Splendid Or Wonderful Or Exciting Happens But Just Those That Bring Simple Little Pleasures, Following One Another Softly, Like Pearls Slipping Off A String.

Who Would Endure Life If It Were Not For The Hope Of Death?

I Have Really Done So Few Bad Things That They Have To Keep Harping On The Old Ones [.]

She Looked Like A Head-on Collision Between A Fashion Plate And A Nightmare.

You Noticed That I Wore This Outfit Twice? Why, The Only Thing You Wear Twice Is A Sour Expression.

[she] Had A Great Reputation For Unselfishness Because She Was Always Giving Up A Lot Of Things She Didn't Want.

Gossip, As Usual, Was One-third Right And Two-thirds Wrong.

I Wouldn't Want To Marry Anybody Who Was Wicked, But I Think I'd Like It If He Could Be Wicked And Wouldn't.

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 Bondage. But Are You? You Love Me - That's A Bondage.

I Wish I Were Dead, Or That It Were Tomorrow Night,' Groaned Phil.

I Must Be Getting Old ... People Are Beginning To Tell Me I Look So Young. They Never Tell You That When You Are Young.

Folks That Has Brought Up Children Know That There's No Hard And Fast Method In The World That'll Suit Every Child. But Them As Never Have Think It's All As Plain And Easy As Rule Of Three—just Set Your Three Terms Down So Fashion, And The Sum'll Work Out Correct.

Fear Is A Vile Thing, And Is At The Bottom Of Almost Every Wrong And Hatred Of The World.

I'm Sure I Shall Always Feel Like A Child In The Wood.

…there Was Something About Her That Made You Feel It Was Safe To Tell Her Secrets.

Maples Are Such Sociable Trees ... They're Always Rustling And Whispering To You.

She Had Never Before Minded Being Alone. Now She Dreaded It. When She Was Alone Now She Felt So Dreadfully Alone.

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.

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?

You See," She Concluded Miserably, "when I Can Call Like That To Him Across Space--i Belong To Him. He Doesn't Love Me--he Never Will--but I Belong To Him.

Fancies Are Like Shadows...you Can't Cage Them, They're Such Wayward, Dancing Things.

There Is A Book Of Revelation In Every One's Life, As There Is In The Bible.

Book Of Revelation

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How Fair The Realm Imagination Opens To The View.

…determined To Enjoy Her Luxury Of Grief Uncomforted.

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I Hate To Lend A Book I Love...it Never Seems Quite The Same When It Comes Back To Me.

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Here Sat Marilla Cuthbert, When She Sat At All, Slightly Distrustful Of Sunshine, Which Seemed To Her Too Dancing And Irresponsible A Thing For A World Which Was Meant To Be Taken Seriously.

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That Is One Consolation When You Are Poor—there Are So Many More Things You Can Imagine About.

Welcome, Anne. I Thought You'd Come Today. You Belong To The Afternoon So It Brought You. Things That Belong Together Are Sure To Come Together. What A Lot Of Trouble That Would Save Some People If They Only Knew It. But They Don't...and So They Waste Beautiful Energy Moving Heaven And Earth To Bring Things Together That Don't Belong.

An Old House With Its Windows Gone Always Makes Me Think Of Something Dead With Its Eyes Picked Out.

A Girl Who Would Fall In Love So Easily Or Want A Man To Love Her So Easily Would Probably Get Over It Just As Quickly, Very Little The Worse For Wear. On The Contrary, A Girl Who Would Take Love Seriously Would Probably Be A Good While Finding Herself In Love And Would Require Something Beyond Mere Friendly Attentions From A Man Before She Would Think Of Him In That Light.

Falling In Love

Whenever You Looked Forward To Anything Pleasant You Were Sure To Be More Or Less Disappointed . . . Perhaps That Is True. But There Is A Good Side To It Too. The Bad Things Don't Always Come Up To Your Expectations Either . . . They Nearly Always Turn Out Ever So Much Better Than You Think.

I Am Sure We Should Not Shut Our Hearts Against The Healing Influences That Nature Offers Us. But I Understand Your Feeling. I Think We All Experience The Same Thing. We Resent The Thought That Anything Can Please Us When Someone We Love Is No Longer Here To Share The Pleasure With Us, And We Almost Feel As If We Were Unfaithful To Our Sorrow When We Find Our Interest In Life Returning To Us.

The Night Was Clear And Frosty, All Ebony Of Shadow And Silver Of Snowy Slope; Big Stars Were Shining Over The Silent Fields; Here And There The Dark Pointed Firs Stood Up With Snow Powdering Their Branches And The Wind Whistling Through Them.

Make Them Do As You Want Them To," She Said. "i Can’t," Mourned Anne. "averil Is Such An Unmanageable Heroine. She Will Do And Say Things I Never Meant Her To. Then That Spoils Everything That Went Before And I Have To Write It All Over Again.

We Are Never Half So Interesting When We Have Learned That Language Is Given Us To Enable Us To Conceal Our Thoughts.

I Have A Little Brown Cocoon Of An Idea That May Possibly Expand Into A Magnificent Moth Of Fulfilment.

Anne Reveled In The World Of Color About Her. "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 Skipped From September To November, Wouldn't It? Look At These Maple Branches. Don't They Give You A Thrill--several Thrills?

Matthew, Much To His Own Surprise, Was Enjoying Himself. Like Most Quiet Folks He Liked Talkative People When They Were Willing To Do The Talking Themselves And Did Not Expect Him To Keep Up His End Of It.

One Can't Get Over The Habit Of Being A Little Girl All At Once.

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?

Rilla's Heart Skipped A Beat — Or, If That Be A Physiological Impossibility, She Thought It Did.

Good Night, Belovedest. Your Sleep Will Be Sweet If There Is Any Influences In The Wishes Of Your Own.

I Must Get Out All My Ambitions And Dust Them.

I'd Rather Look Ridiculous When Everybody Else Does Than Plain And Sensible All By Myself.

All I Want Is A Dress With Puffy Sleaves

Have You Ever Noticed How Many Silences There Are Gilbert? The Silence Of The Woods....of The Shore....of The Meadows....of The Night....of The Summer Afternoon. All Different Because The Undertones That Thread Them Are Different.

It Seems To Me A Most Dreadful Thing To Go Out Of The World And Not Leave One Person Behind You Who Is Sorry You Are Gone,' Said Anne, Shuddering.

Don't You Know That It Is Only Very Foolish Folk Who Talk Sense All The Time?

Snow In April Is Abominable," Said Anne. "like A Slap In The Face When You Expect A Kiss.

You Never Know What Peace Is Until You Walk On The Shores Or In The Fields Or Along The Winding Red Roads Of Prince Edward Island In A Summer Twilight When The Dew Is Falling And The Old Stars Are Peeping Out And The Sea Keeps Its Mighty Tryst With The Little Land It Loves. You Find Your Soul Then. You Realize That Youth Is Not A Vanished Thing But Something That Dwells Forever In The Heart.

Words Aren't Made — They Grow,' Said Anne.

It Doesn't Take Long To Stay An Hour.

No One Can Be Free Who Has A Thousand Ancestors.

Oh, We're Very Careful, Marilla. And It's So Interesting. Two Flashes Means, "are You There?" Three Means "yes" And Four "no." Five Means, "come Over As Soon As Possible, Because I Have Something Important To Reveal." Diana Has Just Signalled Five Flashes, And I'm Really Suffering To Know What It Is.

Desire Grows By What It Feeds On.

The Ghosts Of Things That Never Happened Are Worse Than The Ghosts Of Things That Did.

It's Not Vanity To Know Your Own Good Points. It Would Just Be Stupidity If You Didn't; It's Only Vanity When You Get Puffed Up About Them.

You Were Never Poor As Long As You Had Something To Love.

Anne Of Windy Poplars

If It's In You To Climb You Must -- There Are Those Who Must Lift Their Eyes To The Hills -- They Can't Breathe Properly In The Valleys.

We've Had A Beautiful Friendship, Diana. We've Never Marred It By One Quarrel Or Coolness Or Unkind Word; And I Hope It Will Always Be So. But Things Can't Be Quite The Same After This. You'll Have Other Interests. I'll Just Be On The Outside.

Their Happiness Was In Each Others Keeping, And Both Were Unafraid.

The Body Grows Slowly And Steadily But The Soul Grows By Leaps And Bounds. It May Come To Its Full Stature In An Hour.

Life, Deal Gently With Her ... Love, Never Desert Her

A Bosom Friend - An Intimate Friend, You Know - A Really Kindred Spirit To Whom I Can Confide My Inmost Soul.

Anne’s Horizons Had Closed In Since The Night She Had Sat There After Coming Home From Queen’s; But If The Path Set Before Her Feet Was To Be Narrow She Knew That Flowers Of Quiet Happiness Would Bloom Along It. The Joys Of Sincere Work And Worthy Aspiration And Congenial Friendship Were To Be Hers; Nothing Could Rob Her Of Her Birthright Of Fancy Or Her Ideal World Of Dreams. And There Was Always The Bend In The Road!

I Can't Help Flying Up On The Wings Of Anticipation. It's As Glorious As Soaring Through A Sunset... Almost Pays For The Thud.

Poor Soul, She Always Knew Everything About Her Neighbors, But She Never Was Very Well Acquainted With Herself.

It Does Not Do To Laugh At The Pangs Of Youth. They Are Very Terrible Because Youth Has Not Yet Learned That 'this, Too, Will Pass Away.

[anne, Commenting On City Life] "i Think I Would Probably Come To The Conclusion That I'd Like It For A While... But In The End, I'd Still Prefer The Sound Of The Wind In The Firs Across The Brook More Than The Tinkling Of Crystal.

Oh, Sometimes I Think It Is Of No Use To Make Friends. They Only Go Out Of Your Life After Awhile And Leave A Hurt That Is Worse Than The Emptiness Before They Came.

I've Always Held That Early Marriage Is A Sure Indication Of Second-rate Goods That Had To Be Sold In A Hurry." - Martin Harris

It Always Amazes Me To Look At The Little, Wrinkled Brown Seeds And Think Of The Rainbows In 'em," Said Captain Jim. "when I Ponder On Them Seeds I Don't Find It Nowise Hard To Believe That We've Got Souls That'll Live In Other Worlds. You Couldn't Hardly Believe There Was Life In Them Tiny Things, Some No Bigger Than Grains Of Dust, Let Alone Colour And Scent, If You Hadn't Seen The Miracle, Could You?

Brains Last, Beauty Doesn't.

To Dispair Is To Turn Your Back On God.

It’s So Much More Romantic To End A Story Up With A Funeral Than A Wedding.

Facts Are Stubborn Things, But, As Some One Has Wisely Said, Not Half So Stubborn As Fallacies.

Nothing Is Ever Really Lost To Us As Long As We Remember It.

Gossip Lies Nine Times And Tells A Half Truth The Tenth.

A Good Laugh Is As Good As A Prayer Sometimes.

Nobody With Any Real Sense Of Humor *can* Write A Love Story. . . . Shakespeare Is The Exception That Proves The Rule. (90-91)

You'd Find It Easier To Be Bad Than Good If You Had Red Hair," Said Anne Reproachfully. "people Who Haven't Red Hair Don't Know What Trouble Is.

I Know I Chatter On Far Too Much... But If You Only Knew How Many Things I Want To Say And Don't. Give Me Some Credit.

It's All Very Well To Read About Sorrows And Imagine Yourself Living Through Them Heroically, But It's Not So Nice When You Really Come To Have Them, Is It?

A Plate Of Apples, An Open Fire, And A Jolly Good Book Are A Fair Substitute For Heaven.

Don't Believe In Imagining Things Different From What They Really Are. When The Lord Puts Us In Certain Circumstances He Doesn't Mean For Us To Imagine Them Away.

I Wonder What It Would Be Like To Live In A World Where It Was Always June.

Since You Are Determined To Be Married, Miss Cornelia," Said Gilbert Solemnly, "i Shall Give You The Excellent Rules For The Management Of A Husband Which My Grandmother Gave My Mother When She Married My Father." "well, I Reckon I Can Manage Marshall Elliott," Said Miss Cornelia Placidly. "but Let Us Hear Your Rules." "the First One Is, Catch Him." "he's Caught. Go On." "the Second One Is, Feed Him Well." "with Enough Pie. What Next?" "the Third And Fourth Are-- Keep Your Eye On Him.

I'm So Glad I Live In A World Where There Are Octobers. It Would Be Terrible If We Just Skipped From September To November, Wouldn't It?

Cakes Have Such A Terrible Habit Of Turning Out Bad Just When You Especially Want Them To Be Good.

That Is One Good Thing About This World - There Are Always Sure To Be More Springs.

Outgrowing Things We Love Is Never A Pleasant Process.

That Doesn't Sound Very Attractive," Laughed Anne. "i Like People To Have A Little Nonsense About Them.

The Only True Animal Is A Cat, And The Only True Cat Is A Gray Cat.

I Love Bright Red Drinks, Don’t You? They Taste Twice As Good As Any Other Color.

It Was Really Dreadful To Be So Different From Other People…and Yet Rather Wonderful, Too, As If You Were A Being Strayed From Another Star.

It's Bad Enough To Feel Insignificant, But It's Unbearable To Have It Grained Into Your Soul That You Will Never, Can Never, Be Anything But Insignificant.

Tomorrow Is Always Fresh, With No Mistakes In It.

Being Frightened Of Things Is Worse Than The Things Themselves.

Anne Shirley. Anne With An "e.

…the Lake Of Shining Waters Was Blue — Blue — Blue; Not The Changeful Blue Of Spring, Nor The Pale Azure Of Summer, But A Clear, Steadfast, Serene Blue, As If The Water Were Past All Modes And Tenses Of Emotion And Had Settled Down To A Tranquillity Unbroken By Fickle Dreams.

Love You! Girl, You're In The Very Core Of My Heart. I Hold You There Like A Jewel. Didn't I Promise You I'd Never Tell You A Lie? Love You! I Love You With All There Is Of Me To Love. Heart, Soul, Brain. Every Fibre Of Body And Spirit Thrilling To The Sweetness Of You. There's Nobody In The World For Me But You, Valancy.

Dear Old World', She Murmured, 'you Are Very Lovely, And I Am Glad To Be Alive In You.

Glad To Be Alive

A Cold In The Head In June Is An Immoral Thing.

She Had...the Glimmerings Of A Sense Of Humour - Which Is Simply Another Name For A Sense Of The Fitness Of Things.

How Wicked I Was To Wish That Something Dramatic Would Happen!' She Thought. 'oh, If We Could Only Have Those Dear, Monotonous, Pleasant Days Back Again! I Would *never* Grumble About Them Again.

God's In His Heaven, Alls Right With The World', Whispered Anne Softly.

I Do Know My Own Mind,' Protested Anne. 'the Trouble Is, My Mind Changes And Then I Have To Get Acquainted With It All Over Again.

I Know I Haven't Much Sense Or Sobriety, But I've Got What Is Ever So Much Better — The Knack Of Making People Like Me.

Dramatic Things Always Have A Bitterness For Some One.

There Is Nothing More Aggravating Than A Man Who Won't Talk Back - Unless It Is A Woman Who Won't.

Most Of The Trouble In Life Comes From Misunderstanding, I Think,' Said Anne.

Oh, Marilla, I Thought I Was Happy Before. Now I Know That I Just Dreamed A Pleasant Dream Of Happiness. This Is The Reality.

I Know That In Everybody's Life Must Come Days Of Depression And Discouragement When All Things In Life Seem To Lose Savour. The Sunniest Day Has Its Clouds;but One Must Not Forget The Sun Is There All The Time.

Gilbert, I'm Afraid I'm Scandalously In Love With You.

Anne Of Windy Poplars

She Asked Me What Made Me Do Such A Thing. That Is An Awkward Question Because I Often Can't Tell What Makes Me Do Things. Sometimes I Do Them Just To Find Out What I Feel Like Doing Them. And Sometimes I Do Them Because I Want To Have Some Exciting Things To Tell My Grandchildren.

But Pearls Are For Tears, The Old Legend Says," Gilbert Had Objected. "i'm Not Afraid Of That. And Tears Can Be Happy As Well As Sad. My Very Happiest Moments Have Been When I Had Tears In My Eyes—when Marilla Told Me I Might Stay At Green Gables—when Matthew Gave Me The First Pretty Dress I Ever Had—when I Heard That You Were Going To Recover From The Fever. So Give Me Pearls For Our Troth Ring, Gilbert, And I'll Willingly Accept The Sorrow Of Life With Its Joy." -anne

Houses Are Like People - Some You Like And Some You Don't Like - And Once In A While There Is One You Love.

If We Don't Chase Things, Sometimes The Things Following Us Can Catch Up." -l.m. Montgomery

…i'm Sorry, And A Little Dissatisfied As Well. Miss Stacy Told Me Long Ago That By The Time I Was Twenty My Character Would Be Formed, For Good Or Evil. I Don't Feel That It's What It Should Be. It's Full Of Flaws.' 'so's Everybody's,' Said Aunt Jamesina Cheerfully. 'mine's Cracked In A Hundred Places. Your Miss Stacy Likely Meant That When You Are Twenty Your Character Would Have Got Its Permanent Bent In One Direction Or 'tother, And Would Go On Developing In That Line.

Anybody Is Liable To Rheumatism In Her Legs, Anne. It's Only Old People Who Should Have Rheumatism In Their Souls, Though. Thanks Goodness, I Never Have. When You Get Rheumatism In Your Soul You Might As Well Go And Pick Out Your Coffin.

Nobody Is Ever Too Old To Dream. And Dreams Never Grow Old.

Anne Of Windy Poplars

Mrs. Lynde Says, 'blessed Are They Who Expect Nothing For They Shall Not Be Disappointed.

Some Nights Are Like Honey - And Some Like Wine - And Some Like Wormwood.

Marilla Felt More Embarrassed Than Ever. 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 The Fitness Of Things; And It Suddenly Occurred To Her That Simple Little Prayer, Sacred To The White-robed Childhood Lisping At Motherly Knees, Was Entirely Unsuited To This Freckled Witch Of A Girl Who Knew And Cared Nothing About God's Love, Since She Had Never Had It Translated To Her Through The Medium Of Human Love.

Behind Them In The Garden The Little Stone House Brooded Among The Shadows. It Was Lonely But Not Forsaken. It Had Not Yet Done With Dreams And Laughter And The Joy Of Life; There Were To Be Future Summers For The Little Stone House; Meanwhile, It Could Wait. And Over The River In Purple Durance The Echoes Bided Their Time.

Mrs. Cadbury: Tell Me What You Know About Yourself. Anne Shirley: Well, It Really Isn't Worth Telling, Mrs. Cadbury... But If You Let Me Tell You What I Imagine About Myself You'd Find It A Lot More Interesting.

It's So Easy To Be Wicked Without Knowing It, Isn't It?

How Sadly Things Had Changed Since She Had Sat There The Night After Coming Home! Then She Had Been Full Of Hope And Joy And The Future Had Looked Rosy With Promise. Anne Felt As If She Had Lived Years Since Then, But Before She Went To Bed There Was A Smile On Her Lips And Peace In Her Heart. She Had Looked Her Duty Courageously In The Face And Found It A Friend--as Duty Ever Is When We Meet It Frankly.

Life Owes Me Something More Than It Has Paid Me And I'm Going Out To Collect It.

I Have A Dream," He Said Slowly. "i Persist In Dreaming It, Although It Has Often Seemed To Me That It Could Never Come True. I Dream Of A Home With A Hearth-fire In It, A Cat And Dog, The Footsteps Of Friends -- And You!

After All, What Could You Expect From A Pig But A Grunt?

Blessings Be The Inventor Of The Alphabet, Pen And Printing Press! Life Would Be -- To Me In All Events -- A Terrible Thing Without Books.

At Seventeen Dreams Do Satisfy Because You Think The Realities Are Waiting For You Farther On.

It Is When My Umbrella Turns Inside Out That I Am Convinced Of The Total Depravity Of Inanimate Things.

Inanimate Objects

But Just Think What A Dull World It Would Be If Everyone Was Sensible,' Pleaded Anne.

Well Now, I'd Rather Have You Than A Dozen Boys, Anne,' Said Matthew Patting Her Hand. 'just Mind You That — Rather Than A Dozen Boys. Well Now, I Guess It Wasn't A Boy That Took The Avery Scholarship, Was It? It Was A Girl — My Girl — My Girl That I'm Proud Of.

There Is No Use In Loving Things If You Have To Be Torn From Them, Is There? And It's So Hard To Keep From Loving Things, Isn't It?

I've Loved You Ever Since That Day You Broke Your Slate Over My Head In School.

Our Sacrifice Is Greater Than His," Cried Rilla Passionately. "our Boys Give Only Themselves. We Give Them.

That's The Worst Of Growing Up, And I'm Beginning To Realize It. The Things You Wanted So Much When You Were A Child Don't Seem Half So Wonderful To You When You Get Them.

...the Sorrows God Sent Us Brought Comfort And Strength With Them, While The Sorrows We Brought On Ourselves, Through Folly Or Wickedness, Were By Far The Hardest To Bear.

I Was Very Much Provoked. Of Course, I Knew There Are No Fairies; But That Needn't Prevent My Thinking There Is.

We Ought Always To Try To Influence Others For Good.

When I Read That The Flash Came, And I Took A Sheet Of Paper. . .and I Wrote On It: I, Emily Byrd Starr, Do Solemnly Vow This Day That I Will Climb The Alpine Path And Write My Name On The Scroll Of Fame.

To Love Is Easy And Therefore Common - But To Understand - How Rare It Is!

Gilbert Darling, Don't Let's Ever Be Afraid Of Things. It's Such Dreadful Slavery. Let's Be Daring And Adventurous And Expectant. Let's Dance To Meet Life And All It Can Bring To Us, Even If It Brings Scads Of Trouble And Typhoid And Twins!" (anne To Gilbert)

But I Just Went To Work And Imagined That I Had On The Most Beautiful Pale Blue Silk Dress - Because When You Are Imagining You Might As Well Imagine Something Worth While.

We Are Both Going To Pray That We May Live Together All Our Lives And Die The Same Day.

…always Felt The Pain Of Her Friends So Keenly That She Could Not Speak Easy, Fluent Words Of Comforting. Besides, She Remembered How Well-meant Speeches Had Hurt Her In Her Own Sorrow And Was Afraid.

…i Think,' Concluded Anne, Hitting On A Very Vital Truth, 'that We Always Love Best The People Who Need Us.

Do You Know What I Think Mayflowers Are, Marilla? I Think They Must Be The Souls Of The Flowers That Died Last Summer, And This Is Their Heaven.

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