Blessings be the inventor of the alphabet, pen and printing press! Life would be -- to me in all events -- a terrible thing without books.

I couldn't live where there were no trees--something vital in me would starve.

That's one of the things we learn as we grow older -- how to forgive. It comes easier at forty than it did at twenty.

My life is a perfect graveyard of buried hopes.

Anne was always glad in the happiness of her friends; but it is sometimes a little lonely to be surrounded everywhere by happiness that is not your own.

She suddenly found herself laughing without bitterness.

It makes you feel very virtuous when you forgive people, doesn't it?