Oh, Marilla, I Thought I Was Happy

...the Sorrows God Sent Us Brought Comfort And Strength With Them, While The Sorrows We Brought On Ourselves, Through Folly Or Wickedness, Were By Far The Hardest To Bear.

I Couldn't Live Where There Were No Trees--something Vital In Me Would Starve.

Tears Don't Hurt Like The Ache Does.

Having Adventures Comes Natural To Some People", Said Anne Serenely. "you Just Have A Gift For Them Or You Haven't.

Snow In April Is Abominable," Said Anne. "like A Slap In The Face When You Expect A Kiss.