Dramatic Things Always Have A Bitterness For

That's All The Freedom We Canhope For - The Freedom To Choose Our Prison. [...]

You'd Find It Easier To Be Bad Than Good If You Had Red Hair," Said Anne Reproachfully. "people Who Haven't Red Hair Don't Know What Trouble Is.

I Wonder What A Soul…a Person's Soul…would Look Like,' Said Priscilla Dreamily. 'like That, I Should Think,' Answered Anne, Pointing To A Radiance Of Sifted Sunlight Streaming Through A Birch Tree. 'only With Shape And Features Of Course. I Like To Fancy Souls As Being Made Of Light. And Some Are All Shot Through With Rosy Stains And Quivers…and Some Have A Soft Glitter Like Moonlight On The Sea…and Some Are Pale And Transparent Like Mist At Dawn.

People Laugh At Me Because I Use Big Words. But If You Have Big Ideas, You Have To Use Big Words To Express Them, Haven't You?

I Believe Flowers Have Souls. I Have Known Roses That I Expect To Meet In Heaven.