You are absolutely beautiful," Anne said. "But if you see yourself, you'll want to pin your hair back like a shepherdess in a bad play." (Eleanor) "Are you saying that I normally look as if I'm tending sheep? With straw in my hair? As if I might yodel?

If you throw me out of this house, I shall sleep on the path outside. If you return to the Continent without me, I shall follow you. I will build a willow hut at your gate; I will sleep under your window; I will be waiting for you at your own front door.

Let go of the anger, hang on to the good lessons.

I don't want Christmas season to end, because it's the only time I can legitimately indulge in on particular addiction: glitter.

Dogs are high on life. Cats need catnip.

One more time, she promised herself. That wasn't too trollopy. She wouldn't be too trollopy. But when they actually got to the guardhouse? Trollopy.

I don't want to have to earn love by giving up my ability to make decisions that determine how I live.