People Who Haven’t Red Hair Don’t Know

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

A Child That Has A Quick Temper, Just Blaze Up And Cool Down, Ain't Never Likely To Be Sly Or Deceitful.

I Don't Like Green Christmases. They're Not Green—they're Just Nasty Faded Browns And Grays.

Oh Marilla, Looking Forward To Things Is Half The Pleasure Of Them," Exclaimed Anne.

You'll Never Write Anything That Really Satisfies You Though It May Satisfy Other People.