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

Nasturtiums, who colored you, you wonderful, glowing things? You must have been fashioned out of summer sunsets.

I wish we could see perfumes as well as smell them. I'm sure they would be very beautiful.

People who are different from other people are always called peculiar,' said Anne.

There is nothing more aggravating than a man who won't talk back - unless it is a woman who won't.

one reason why I like writing poetry - you can say so many things in it that are true in poetry but wouldn't be true in prose.

It's all very well to read about sorrows and imagine yourself living through them heroically, but it's not so nice when you really come to have them, is it?