She had a way of embroidering life with stars.
Oh Marilla, looking forward to things is half the pleasure of them," exclaimed Anne.
She looked like a head-on collision between a fashion plate and a nightmare.
brains last, beauty doesn't.
Kindred spirits alone do not change with the changing years.
That's the worst of growing up, and I'm beginning to realize it. The things you wanted so much when you were a child don't seem half so wonderful to you when you get them.