When people mean to be good to you, you don't mind very much when they're not quite—always.

The woods call to us with a hundred voices, but the sea has one only — a mighty voice that drowns our souls in its majestic music. The woods are human, but the sea is of the company of the archangels.

Wouldn't it be nice if roses could talk? I'm sure they could tell us such lovely things.

most people worry so much, they think you're not right if you don't worry.

I wonder if it will be—can be—any more beautiful than this,’ murmured Anne, looking around her with the loving, enraptured eyes of those to whom ‘home’ must always be the loveliest spot in the world, no matter what fairer lands may lie under alien stars.

I feel as though someone's handed me the moon... and I don't exactly know what to do with it.

I've always loved the night and I'll like lying awake and thinking over everything in life, past, present and to come. Especially to come.