The greatest happiness is to sneeze when you want to.

You were never poor as long as you had something to love.

The world looks like something God had just imaged for his own pleasure, doesn't it?

A cold in the head in June is an immoral thing.

…I'm so thankful for friendship. It beautifies life so much.

It was October again ... a glorious October, all red and gold, with mellow mornings when the valleys were filled with delicate mists as if the spirit of autumn had poured them in for the sun to drain - amethyst, pearl, silver, rose, and smoke-blue. The dews were so heavy that the fields glistened like cloth of silver and there were such heaps of rustling leaves in the hollows of many-stemmed woods to run crisply through.

I wonder why people so commonly suppose that if two individuals are both writers they must therefore be hugely congenial," said Anne, rather scornfully. "Nobody would expect two blacksmiths to be violently attracted toward each other merely because they were both blacksmiths.