God's in His heaven, alls right with the world', whispered Anne softly.

I feel as if I had opened a book and found roses of yesterday sweet and fragrant, between its leaves.

Mrs. Lynde says, 'Blessed are they who expect nothing for they shall not be disappointed.

Life owes me something more than it has paid me and I'm going out to collect it.

I wonder why people so commonly suppose that if two individuals are both writers they must therefore be hugely congenial.

Anne reveled in the world of color about her. "Oh, Marilla," she exclaimed one Saturday morning, coming dancing in with her arms full of gorgeous boughs, "I'm so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers. It would be terrible if we just skipped from September to November, wouldn't it? Look at these maple branches. Don't they give you a thrill--several thrills?

There is so much in the world for us all if we only have the eyes to see it, and the heart to love it, and the hand to gather it to ourselves--so much in men and women, so much in art and literature, so much everywhere in which to delight, and for which to be thankful.