“Yes, red-to give warmth to that milk-white skin and those shining gray-green eyes of yours. Golden hair wouldn't suit you at all… — L.M. Montgomery Copy Share Image
“It doesn't seem FAIR, said Anne rebelliously. Babies are born and live where they are not wanted-where they will be neglected-where they… — L.M. Montgomery Copy Share Image
“Oh, Charlotta dear, I'd have told you all about it if it were my secret...but it's Miss Lavendar's, you see. However, I'll… — L.M. Montgomery Copy Share Image
“You'll stay right here with me, Anne-girl," said Gilbert lazily. "I won't have you flying away from me into the hearts of… — L.M. Montgomery Copy Share Image
“Anne, look here. Can’t we be good friends?” For a moment Anne hesitated. She had an odd, newly awakened consciousness under all… — L.M. Montgomery Copy Share Image
“The other day Nan said, 'Nothing can ever be quite the same for any of us again.' It made me feel rebellious. Why shouldn't… — L.M. Montgomery Copy Share Image
“I don't think it's any help that it's your habit. What would you think of a person who went about sticking pins and needles… — L.M. Montgomery Copy Share Image
“What a splendid day! Isn't it good just to be alive on a day like this? I pity the people who aren't born yet… — L.M. Montgomery Copy Share Image
“I told you the Bible was more to be depended on than newspapers!” — L.M. Montgomery Copy Share Image
“On a day like this there's no such word as fail in my bright lexicon.” — L.M. Montgomery Copy Share Image
“I took the brooch because I was too overcome with irresistible temptation. I was imagining I was Lady Cordelia Fitzgerald, and I just had… — L.M. Montgomery Copy Share Image
“…she made a poem on it at once, the lines singing themselves through her consciousness without effort. With one side of her nature she… — L.M. Montgomery Copy Share Image
“I think there are two kinds of TRUE THINGS-- true things that ARE, and true things that ARE NOT, but MIGHT be.” — L.M. Montgomery Copy Share Image
“when the darkness is close to us it is a friend. But when we sorter push it away from us—divorce ourselves from it, so… — L.M. Montgomery Copy Share Image
