Tears Don't Hurt Like The Ache Does.

[anne, Commenting On City Life] "i Think I Would Probably Come To The Conclusion That I'd Like It For A While... But In The End, I'd Still Prefer The Sound Of The Wind In The Firs Across The Brook More Than The Tinkling Of Crystal.

It's As Easy To Give Away A Million As A Hundred If You Have Not Got Either.

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

Dramatic Things Always Have A Bitterness For Some One.

I'd Write Of People And Places Like I Knew, And I'd Make My Characters Talk Everyday English; And I'd Let The Sun Rise And Set In The Usual Quiet Way Without Much Fuss Over The Fact. If I Had To Have Villains At All, I'd Give Them A Chance, Anne--i'd Give Them A Chance. There Are Some Terrible Bad Men The World, I Suppose, But You'd Have To Go A Long Piece To Find Them...but Most Of Us Have Got A Little Decency Somewhere In Us. Keep On Writing, Anne.