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.

And he wrote, "When the moon rises tonight think of me and I'll think of you.

You mayn't get the things themselves; but nothing can prevent you from having the fun of looking forward to them.

Look at that sea, girls--all silver and shadow and vision of things not seen. We couldn't enjoy its loveliness any more if we had millions of dollars and ropes of diamonds.

Don't be ridiculous, please.' The most insulting words in the world!

If a kiss could be seen I think it would look like a violet,' said Priscilla. Anne glowed. 'I'm so glad you spoke that thought, Priscilla, instead of just thinking it and keeping it to yourself. This world would be a much more interesting place…although it is very interesting, anyhow…if people spoke out their real thoughts.

People laugh at me because I use big words. But if you have big ideas, you have to use big words to express them, haven't you?