Isn't it terrible the way some unworthy folks are loved, while others that deserve it far more, you'd think, never get much affection?

Nasturtiums, who colored you, you wonderful, glowing things? You must have been fashioned out of summer sunsets.

Because when you are imagining, you might as well imagine something worth while.

I wish I were dead, or that it were tomorrow night,' groaned Phil.

I've done my best, and I begin to understand what is meant by 'the joy of strife'. Next to trying and winning, the best thing is trying and failing.

When people ask me what on earth I want to keep two cats for I tell them I keep them to do my resting for me.

Rilla was fond of italics, as most girls of fifteen are.