It's not what the world holds for you. It's what you bring to it.

She had...the glimmerings of a sense of humour - which is simply another name for a sense of the fitness of things.

But really, Marilla, one can't stay sad very long in such an interesting world, can one?

Matthew, much to his own surprise, was enjoying himself. Like most quiet folks he liked talkative people when they were willing to do the talking themselves and did not expect him to keep up his end of it.

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.

I'm really a very happy, contented little person in spite of my broken heart.

There are many worse friends than the soft, silent, furry, cat-folk.