It's The Fools That Make All The

But The Worst Of Imagining Things Is That The Time Comes When You Have To Stop And That Hurts.

Yes, It's Beautiful,' Said Gilbert, Looking Steadily Down Into Anne's Uplifted Face, 'but Wouldn't It Have Been More Beautiful Still, Anne, If There Had Been No Separation Or Misunderstanding . . . If They Had Come Hand In Hand All The Way Through Life, With No Memories Behind Them But Those Which Belonged To Each Other?

It's Not Vanity To Know Your Own Good Points. It Would Just Be Stupidity If You Didn't; It's Only Vanity When You Get Puffed Up About Them.

Oh, Marilla, I Thought I Was Happy Before. Now I Know That I Just Dreamed A Pleasant Dream Of Happiness. This Is The Reality.

I'm Sure I Shall Always Feel Like A Child In The Wood.