People Who Haven’t Red Hair Don’t Know

Satirize Wickedness If You Must--but Pity Weakness.

She Will Love Deeply--suffer Terribly--she Will Have Glorious Moments To Compensate.

Do You Know What I Think Mayflowers Are, Marilla? I Think They Must Be The Souls Of The Flowers That Died Last Summer, And This Is Their Heaven.

You're Never Safe From Being Surprised Until You're Dead.

Listen To The Trees Talking In Their Sleep,' She Whispered, As He Lifted Her To The Ground. 'what Nice Dreams They Must Have!