You have the itch for writing born in you. It's quite incurable. What are you going to do with it?

It's so dreadful to have nothing to love - life is so empty - and there's nothing worse than emptiness.

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.

Anne reveled in the world of color about her. "Oh, Marilla," she exclaimed one Saturday morning, coming dancing in with her arms full of gorgeous boughs, "I'm so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers. It would be terrible if we just skipped from September to November, wouldn't it? Look at these maple branches. Don't they give you a thrill--several thrills?

I've had a splendid time," she concluded happily, "and I feel that it marks an epoch in my life. But the best of it all was the coming home.

Fear is a vile thing, and is at the bottom of almost every wrong and hatred of the world.

she was richer in those dreams than in realities; for things seen pass away, but the things that are unseen are eternal.