That is one consolation when you are poor—there are so many more things you can imagine about.

When people mean to be good to you, you don't mind very much when they're not quite—always.

I love to smell flowers in the dark," she said. "You get hold of their soul then.

Anne was always glad in the happiness of her friends; but it is sometimes a little lonely to be surrounded everywhere by happiness that is not your own.

It is never quite safe to think we have done with life. When we imagine we have finished our story fate has a trick of turning the page and showing us yet another chapter.

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

If it's IN you to climb you must -- there are those who MUST lift their eyes to the hills -- they can't breathe properly in the valleys.