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The world always will have fairies. It can’t get along without them.
“Isn’t a road an interesting thing, Lewis?” said Anne dreamily. “Not a straight road, but one with ends and kinks around which anything of beauty and surprise may be lurking. I’ve always loved bends in roads.”
You were never poor as long as you had something to love.
“I am sorry for you. Because you’ve shut out life... and now life is shutting you out. Stop, it, Katherine. Open your doors to life... and life will come in.”
‘If you bring a smiling visage to the glass you meet a smile,’”
“One can always find something lovely to look at or listen to,”
life’s a melancholy business.
Marriage is a leap in the dark,’
‘and I ain’t going to be drug into it.’
I can assure you of, Mary Annetta,’ sez I, ‘and that is you’ll never git the one you love best. So you’d better take the one as loves you... if you kin be sure he does.’
so many kill-joys, afraid to enjoy today because of what tomorrow will bring.
“Gilbert darling, don’t let’s ever be afraid of things. It’s such dreadful slavery. Let’s be daring and adventurous and expectant. Let’s dance to meet life and all it can bring to us, even if it brings scads of trouble and typhoid and twins!
Men,” said Miss Minerva, staring at a photograph of her father... a person with bristling side-whiskers and a hawk-like nose...
“have always seemed to me such trivial creatures.”
But, oh, Gilbert, no matter how old we get in years to come, don’t let’s ever see life as all tragedy and revel in it.
a house one hundred and twenty years old.
this world is an awful place, believe me.” “There’s something in the world amiss Will be unriddled by and by,”
Leslie, after her first anguish was over, found it possible to go on with life after all, as most of us do, no matter what our particular form of torment has been.
“Well, one doesn’t want to be different from other people,”
You can weather any storm with them two for compass and pilot.”
Anne had always admired it; but admiring is not loving; and she loved this house of dreams so much.
“Cellars and pantries and closets don’t make a HOME. Why don’t you weep with those who weep?”
Every day has something about it no other day has.
It was such a nice feeling to know that someone was looking after you... that someone wanted you... that you were important to someone.
I love you so much it hurts.
“And yet... it’s the little things that fret the holes in life... like moths... and ruin it.”
one did think of other things a good deal of the time.
“Oh, life is bearable again,”
“Don’t you think perhaps the change is in us... not in the springs, Mrs. Mitchell?” smiled Anne.
Ships are like weemen, son... they’ve got to be understood and loved or they’ll never give
up their secrets. And even at that ye may think ye know a ship from stem to stern, inside and out, and ye’ll find she’s still hanging out on ye and keeping her soul shut on you. She’d fly from you like a bird if ye let go your grip on her.
God doesn’t make bargains. He gives... gives without asking anything from us in return except love.
“It’s sad... what little things break off matches sometimes,”
Well, that was life. Gladness and pain... hope and fear... and change. Always change! You could not help it. You had to let the old go and take the new to your heart... learn to love it and then let it go in turn.
“Time is kinder than we think,”
“It’s a dreadful mistake to cherish bitterness for years... hugging it to our hearts like a treasure. But I think the story of what happened at Peter Kirk’s funeral is one which Walter must never know. It was certainly no story for children.”
An imagination is a wonderful thing to have... but like every gift we must possess it and not let it possess us.
But she had been stung to the heart and when your feelings are all stirred up you can’t pick and choose your words.
It was lovely to be able to laugh again... lovely to feel like laughing. Everything was suddenly all right.
“My dear, dear love! I didn’t think you needed words to know that. I couldn’t live without you. Always you give me strength. There’s a verse somewhere in the Bible that is meant for you... ‘She will do him good and not evil all the days of her life.’”
It’s SO nice when you can love people because so often you CAN’T.
behind her and gave herself over to enjoyment of the present.
Life had taught her to be brave, to be patient, to love, to forgive.
even the shyest of men can sometimes be quite audacious in moonlight.
Somebody is always getting hurt, Faith — and it’s awful. I just can’t BEAR to see things hurt. It makes me just want to run — and run — and run — till I can’t hear or see them.”
But oh, I wish there weren’t any ugly, dreadful things in the world. I wish everything was glad and beautiful.”
“After all, there’s lots of fun in being alive.
Taste!”
Being frightened of things is worse than the things themselves.
‘Fear is more pain than is the pain it fears.’