Marilla felt more embarrassed than ever. She had intended to teach Anne the childish classic, "Now I lay me down to sleep." But she had, as I have told you, the glimmerings of a sense of humor--which is simply another name for a sense of the fitness of things; and it suddenly occurred to her that simple little prayer, sacred to the white-robed childhood lisping at motherly knees, was entirely unsuited to this freckled witch of a girl who knew and cared nothing about God's love, since she had never had it translated to her through the medium of human love.
Lucy Maud MontgomerySecrets are generally terrible. Beauty is not often hidden — only ugliness and deformity.
Lucy Maud MontgomeryPeople laugh at me because I use big words. But if you have big ideas, you have to use big words to express them, haven't you?
Lucy Maud Montgomery