It’s so much more romantic to end a story up with a funeral than a wedding.

Twilight drops her curtain down, and pins it with a star.

She will love deeply--suffer terribly--she will have glorious moments to compensate.

... we always love best the people who need us.

Life owes me something more than it has paid me and I'm going out to collect it.

One June evening, when the orchards were pink-blossomed again, when the frogs were singing silverly sweet in the marshes about the head of the Lake of Shining Waters, and the air was full of the savor of clover fields and balsamic fir woods, Anne was sitting by her gable window. She had been studying her lessons, but it had grown too dark to see the book, so she had fallen into wide-eyed reverie, looking out past the boughs of the Snow Queen, once more bestarred with its tufts of blossom.

When I make up my mind to do a thing it stays made up.