The world is always young again for just a few moments at the dawn.
You have the itch for writing born in you. It's quite incurable. What are you going to do with it?
Twilight drops her curtain down, and pins it with a star.
Here sat Marilla Cuthbert, when she sat at all, slightly distrustful of sunshine, which seemed to her too dancing and irresponsible a thing for a world which was meant to be taken seriously.
She looks just as music sounds, I think,' answered Anne.
Nothing worth while is every easy come by.