Anne: “But have you ever noticed one encouraging thing about me, Marilla? I never make the same mistake twice”. Marilla: “I don’t know as that’s much benefit when you’re always making new ones”.
The world looks like something God had just imaged for his own pleasure, doesn’t it?
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.
I can’t cheer up – I don’t want to cheer up. It’s nicer to be miserable!
I don’t know that she is as amusing as she was when she was a child, but she makes me love her and I like people who make me love them. It saves me so much trouble in making myself love them.
At seventeen dreams DO satisfy because you think the realities are waiting for you farther on.
I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.
Night is beautiful when you are happy – comforting when you are in grief – terrible when you are lonely and unhappy.
Gossip, as usual, was one-third right and two-thirds wrong.
Tears don’t hurt like the ache does.
Desire grows by what it feeds on.
For there is no bond more lasting than that formed by the mutual confidences of that magic time when youth is slipping from the sheath of childhood and beginning to wonder what lies for it beyond those misty hills that bound the golden road.
Isn’t it better to have your heart broken than to have it wither up? Before it could be broken it must have felt something splendid. That would be worth the pain.
There is a book of Revelation in every one’s life, as there is in the Bible.
My pen shall heal, not hurt.
People told her she hadn’t changed much, in a tone which hinted they were surprised and a little disappointed she hadn’t.
I’ve loved you ever since that day you broke your slate over my head in school.
Despair is a free man – hope is a slave.
You’re never safe from being surprised until you’re dead.
All i want is a dress with puffy sleaves.