Human nature is not obliged to be consistent.

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.

Rebellion flamed up in her soul as the dark hours passed by – not because she had no future but because she had no past.

How wicked I was to wish that something dramatic would happen!' she thought. 'Oh, if we could only have those dear, monotonous, pleasant days back again! I would *never* grumble about them again.

The world calls them its singers and poets and artists and storytellers; but they are just people who have never forgotten the way to fairyland.

It takes all sorts of people to make a world, as I've often heard, but I think there are some who could be spared,' Anne told her reflection in the east gable mirror that night.

Without shedding of blood there is no anything. Everything, it seems to me, has to be purchased by selfsacrifice. Our race has marked every step of its painful ascent with blood. And now torrents of it must flow again.