Kindred spirits are not so scarce as I used to think. It's splendid to find out there are so many of them in the world.

Next to trying and winning, the best thing is trying and failing.

Nobody can keep on being angry if she looks into the heart of a pansy for a little while.

I wish every one in the world was as warm and sheltered as we are tonight.

Don't try to write anything you can't feel - it will be a failure - 'echoes nothing worth

It was November--the month of crimson sunsets, parting birds, deep, sad hymns of the sea, passionate wind-songs in the pines. Anne roamed through the pineland alleys in the park and, as she said, let that great sweeping wind blow the fogs out of her soul.

I hate to lend a book I love...it never seems quite the same when it comes back to me.