We don't know where we're going, but isn't is fun to go?

Cakes have such a terrible habit of turning out bad just when you especially want them to be good.

Having adventures comes natural to some people", said Anne serenely. "You just have a gift for them or you haven't.

When I read that the flash came, and I took a sheet of paper. . .and I wrote on it: I, Emily Byrd Starr, do solemnly vow this day that I will climb the Alpine Path and write my name on the scroll of fame.

I read somewhere once that souls were like flowers,' said Priscilla. 'Then your soul is a golden narcissus,' said Anne, 'and Diana's is like a red, red rose. Jane's is an apple blossom, pink and wholesome and sweet.' 'And our own is a white violet, with purple streaks in its heart,' finished Priscilla.

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?

There be three gentle and goodlie things, To be here, To be together, And to think well of one another.