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.

Some people go through life trying to find out what the world holds for them only to find out too late that it's what they bring to the world that really counts.

We should regret our mistakes and learn from them, but never carry them forward into the future with us.

I don't know, I don't want to talk as much. (...) It's nicer to think dear, pretty thoughts and keep them in one's heart, like treasures. I don't like to have them laughed at or wondered over.

Mrs. Lynde says, 'Blessed are they who expect nothing for they shall not be disappointed.

I love bright red drinks, don’t you? They taste twice as good as any other color.

Anne came dancing home in the purple winter twilight across the snowy places.