Our sacrifice is greater than his," cried Rilla passionately. "Our boys give only themselves. We give them.

I'm so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.

We are both going to pray that we may live together all our lives and die the same day.

I have a dream," he said slowly. "I persist in dreaming it, although it has often seemed to me that it could never come true. I dream of a home with a hearth-fire in it, a cat and dog, the footsteps of friends -- and YOU!

All things great are wound up with all things little.

A favor is never so long-lived as a grudge.

But feeling is so different from knowing. My common sense tells me all you can say, but there are times when common sense has no power over me. Common nonsense takes possession of my soul.