It's the worst kind of cruelty — the thoughtless kind. You can't cope with
It's the worst kind of cruelty — the thoughtless kind. You can't cope with it.
I don't believe Old Nick can be so very ugly,' said Aunt Jamesina reflectiv
I don't believe Old Nick can be so very ugly,' said Aunt Jamesina reflectively. 'He wouldn't do so much harm if he was. I always think of him as a rather handsome gentleman.
I'm really a very happy, contented little person in spite of my broken hear
I'm really a very happy, contented little person in spite of my broken heart.
I read somewhere once that souls were like flowers,' said Priscilla.'Then y
I read somewhere once that souls were like flowers,' said Priscilla.'Then your soul is a golden narcissus,' said Anne, 'and Diana's is like a red, red rose. Jane's is an apple blossom, pink and wholesome and sweet.''And our own is a white violet, with pur
She suddenly found herself laughing without bitterness.
She suddenly found herself laughing without bitterness.
…and he wasn't reconciled to dying. Dora told him he was going to a better
…and he wasn't reconciled to dying. Dora told him he was going to a better world. "Mebbe, mebbe," says poor Ben, "but I'm sorter used to the imperfections of this one.
The dark hills, with the darker spruces marching over them, looked grim on
The dark hills, with the darker spruces marching over them, looked grim on early falling nights, but Ingleside bloomed with firelight and laughter, though the winds come in from the Atlantic singing of mournful things. "Why isn't the wind happy, Mummy?" a
Some are born old maids, some achieve old maidenhood, and some have old mai
Some are born old maids, some achieve old maidenhood, and some have old maidenhood thrust upon them ," parodied Miss Lavendar whimsically.
Anne looked at the white young mother with a certain awe that had never ent
Anne looked at the white young mother with a certain awe that had never entered into her feelings for Diana before. Could this pale woman with the rapture in her eyes be the little black-curled, rosy-cheeked Diana she had played with in vanished schoolday
…there was something about her that made you feel it was safe to tell her s
…there was something about her that made you feel it was safe to tell her secrets.
Isn't it queer that the things we writhe over at night are seldom wicked th
Isn't it queer that the things we writhe over at night are seldom wicked things? Just humiliating ones.
That's the worst of growing up, and I'm beginning to realize it. The things
That's the worst of growing up, and I'm beginning to realize it. The things you wanted so much when you were a child don't seem half so wonderful to you when you get them
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