When I left Queen's my future seemed to stretch out before me like a straight road. I thought I could see along it for many a milestone. Now there is a bend in it. I don't know what lies around the bend, but I'm going to believe that the best does.

Besides, I've been feeling a little blue — just a pale, elusive azure. It isn't serious enough for anything darker.

The greatest happiness is to sneeze when you want to.

It's the worst kind of cruelty — the thoughtless kind. You can't cope with it.

Isn't it splendid to think of all the things there are to find out about? It just makes me feel glad to be alive-it's such an interesting world.

When I think something nice is going to happen I seem to fly right up on the wings of anticipation; and then the first thing I realize I drop down to earth with a thud. But really, Marilla, the flying part is glorious as long as it lasts. . . it's like soaring through a sunset. I think it almost pays for the thud.

If a kiss could be seen I think it would look like a violet.