There are many worse friends than the soft, silent, furry, cat-folk.
Perhaps, after all, romance did not come into one's life with pomp and blare... Perhaps it crept to one's side like an old friend through quiet ways.
It's so easy to be wicked without knowing it, isn't it?
At seventeen dreams DO satisfy because you think the realities are waiting for you farther on.
You'd find it easier to be bad than good if you had red hair." — Anne Shirley
Make them do as you want them to," she said. "I can’t," mourned Anne. "Averil is such an unmanageable heroine. She will do and say things I never meant her to. Then that spoils everything that went before and I have to write it all over again.