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Oh, Sometimes I Think It Is Of No Use To Make Friends. They Only Go Out Of Your Life After Awhile And Leave A Hurt That Is Worse Than The Emptiness Before They Came.

Rilla's Heart Skipped A Beat — Or, If That Be A Physiological Impossibility, She Thought It Did.

A Broken Heart In Real Life Isn't Half As Dreadful As It Is In Books. It's A Good Deal Like A Bad Tooth, Though You Won't Think That A Very Romantic Simile. It Takes Spells Of Aching And Gives You A Sleepless Night Now And Then, But Between Times It Lets You Enjoy Life And Dreams And Echoes And Peanut Candy As If There Were Nothing The Matter With It.

Oh", She Thought, "how Horrible It Is That People Have To Grow Up-and Marry-and Change!

But Pearls Are For Tears, The Old Legend Says," Gilbert Had Objected. "i'm Not Afraid Of That. And Tears Can Be Happy As Well As Sad. My Very Happiest Moments Have Been When I Had Tears In My Eyes—when Marilla Told Me I Might Stay At Green Gables—when Matthew Gave Me The First Pretty Dress I Ever Had—when I Heard That You Were Going To Recover From The Fever. So Give Me Pearls For Our Troth Ring, Gilbert, And I'll Willingly Accept The Sorrow Of Life With Its Joy." -anne