Houses Are Like People - Some You

And He Wrote, "when The Moon Rises Tonight Think Of Me And I'll Think Of You.

Nothing Worth While Is Every Easy Come By.

Few Things In Avonlea Ever Escaped Mrs. Lynde. It Was Only That Morning Anne Had Said, "if You Went To Your Own Room At Midnight, Locked The Door, Pulled Down The Blind, And Sneezed, Mrs. Lynde Would Ask You The Next Day How Your Cold Was!

One Can't Get Over The Habit Of Being A Little Girl All At Once.

If It's In You To Climb You Must -- There Are Those Who Must Lift Their Eyes To The Hills -- They Can't Breathe Properly In The Valleys.