I can't eat. I can never eat when I'm in the depths of despair.

No matter where I go or how I change, I'll always be your Anne. Anne of Green Gables.

I can't eat. I can never eat when I'm in the depths of despair.

Oh, I know I'll improve. It's just that my life is a perfect graveyard of buried hopes now. That's a sentence I read once, and I say it over to comfort myself in these times that try the soul.

November is usually such a disagreeable month as if the year had suddenly found out she was growing old and could do nothing but weep and fret over it.

You'd find it easier to be bad than good if you had red hair... People who haven't red hair don't know what trouble is.

We can't always take the most obvious road in life.