Fancies are like shadows...you can't cage them, they're such wayward, dancing things.

Nothing ever seems impossible in spring, you know.

Fear is the original sin. Almost all of the evil in the world has its origin in the fact that some one is afraid of something.It is a cold slimy serpent coiling about you. It is horrible to live with fear; and it is of all things degrading.

How fair the realm Imagination opens to the view.

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?

That doesn't sound very attractive," laughed Anne. "I like people to have a little nonsense about them.

March came in that winter like the meekest and mildest of lambs, bringing days that were crisp and golden and tingling, each followed by a frosty pink twilight which gradually lost itself in an elfland of moonshine.