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I Love Pretty Things; And I Hate To Look In The Glass And See Something That Isn't Pretty. It Makes Me Feel So Sorrowful—just As I Feel When I Look At Any Ugly Thing. I Pity It Because It Isn't Beautiful.

I Read Somewhere Once That Souls Were Like Flowers,' Said Priscilla. 'then Your Soul Is A Golden Narcissus,' Said Anne, 'and Diana's Is Like A Red, Red Rose. Jane's Is An Apple Blossom, Pink And Wholesome And Sweet.' 'and Our Own Is A White Violet, With Purple Streaks In Its Heart,' Finished Priscilla.

All Pioneers Are Considered To Be Afflicted With Moonstruck Madness.

It Was Less Humiliating To Admit Crying Because Of Your Feet Than Because - Because Somebody Had Been Amusing Himself With You And Your Friends Had Forgotten You, And Other People Patronised You.

…i Think,' Concluded Anne, Hitting On A Very Vital Truth, 'that We Always Love Best The People Who Need Us.