But there is always a November space after the leaves have fallen when she felt it was almost indecent to intrude on the woods…for their glory terrestrial had departed and their glory celestial of spirit and purity and whiteness had not yet come upon them.

Anne was always glad in the happiness of her friends; but it is sometimes a little lonely to be surrounded everywhere by happiness that is not your own.

We ought always to try to influence others for good.

You mayn't get the things themselves; but nothing can prevent you from having the fun of looking forward to them.

That's one of the things we learn as we grow older -- how to forgive. It comes easier at forty than it did at twenty.

But she had long ago learned that when she wandered into the realm of fancy she must go alone. The way to it was by an enchanted path where not even her dearest might follow her.

Truth exists, only lies have to be invented.