Youth is not a vanished thing but something that dwells forever in the heart.

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

Maples are such sociable trees ... They're always rustling and whispering to you.

Everything is new in the spring. Springs themselves are always so new, too. No spring is ever just like any other spring. It always has something of its own to be its own peculiar sweetness.

My life is a perfect graveyard of buried hopes.

Despair is a free man--hope is a slave.

It's rather hard to decide just when people are grown up.