[she] had a great reputation for unselfishness because she was always giving up a lot of things she didn't want.

I hate to lend a book I love...it never seems quite the same when it comes back to me.

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.

if I can't get what I want - well, I'll want what I can get.

Life, deal gently with her ... Love, never desert her

...the sorrows God sent us brought comfort and strength with them, while the sorrows we brought on ourselves, through folly or wickedness, were by far the hardest to bear.

Which would you rather be if you had the choice--divinely beautiful or dazzlingly clever or angelically good?