I wish I were dead, or that it were tomorrow night,' groaned Phil.

Our sacrifice is greater than his," cried Rilla passionately. "Our boys give only themselves. We give them.

Facts are stubborn things, but, as some one has wisely said, not half so stubborn as fallacies.

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

People who don't like cats always seem to think there is some peculiar virtue in not liking them.

Children can be the most cruel creatures alive. They have the herd instinct of prejudice against any outsider, and they are merciless in its indulgence.

…I'm sorry, and a little dissatisfied as well. Miss Stacy told me long ago that by the time I was twenty my character would be formed, for good or evil. I don't feel that it's what it should be. It's full of flaws.' 'So's everybody's,' said Aunt Jamesina cheerfully. 'Mine's cracked in a hundred places. Your Miss Stacy likely meant that when you are twenty your character would have got its permanent bent in one direction or 'tother, and would go on developing in that line.