“He’s in cotton-wool, pampered and cosseted, surrounded with hot-house flowers and picture papers. He’s a prisoner in a gilded cage. I wonder how long it will be” — D.E. Stevenson Copy Share Image
“I can’t be doing with people that are not exactly what they seem.’ Mamie was” — D.E. Stevenson Copy Share Image
“We agree that it is too late to think of visiting Cousin Ellen today – in fact if we do not hurry home we… — D.E. Stevenson Copy Share Image
“Spend the afternoon with Miss H. looking over Bryan’s school clothes, and compile a large list of what he requires, which will probably have… — D.E. Stevenson Copy Share Image
“Some people’s elegance was only skin-deep, scrape off a little bit of the veneer and you got the real wood—common” — D.E. Stevenson Copy Share Image
“Why do I always want to appear more clever than I really am when Nora is anywhere about? Am much distressed at this discovery,… — D.E. Stevenson Copy Share Image
To have all my dear ones together under one roof - that is all I ask of life. — D.E. Stevenson Copy Share Image
Prayer did not come easily to me for I always feel that prayer is a silent things, and opening of the heart. To ask… — D.E. Stevenson Copy Share Image
“In the course of my wanderings I have started life anew in many places, and in every place the same thing happens: at first… — D.E. Stevenson Copy Share Image
It is curious, isn't it, that things you know well never look dirty and dilapidated-other people's old furniture looks shabby and moth-eaten. “I would… — D.E. Stevenson Copy Share Image
“Anne could not explain. It was always difficult for Anne to explain things even when they were clear to herself, and in this case… — D.E. Stevenson Copy Share Image
“As long as skies are blue and fields are green Evening must usher night, night urge the morrow, Month follow month with woe, and… — D.E. Stevenson Copy Share Image
“What fools the public were! They were exactly like sheep…thought Mr. Abbott sleepily…following each other’s lead, neglecting one book and buying another just because… — D.E. Stevenson Copy Share Image
