The world is always young again for just a few moments at the dawn.

If you can sit in silence with a person for half an hour and yet be entirely comfortable, you and that person can be friends. If you cannot, friends you'll never be and you need not waste time in trying.

It is when my umbrella turns inside out that I am convinced of the total depravity of inanimate things.

Anne’s horizons had closed in since the night she had sat there after coming home from Queen’s; but if the path set before her feet was to be narrow she knew that flowers of quiet happiness would bloom along it. The joys of sincere work and worthy aspiration and congenial friendship were to be hers; nothing could rob her of her birthright of fancy or her ideal world of dreams. And there was always the bend in the road!

All pioneers are considered to be afflicted with moonstruck madness.

If we don't chase things, sometimes the things following us can catch up." -L.M. Montgomery

Reading stories is bad enough but writing them is worse.