The World Is Always Young Again For

Anne Reveled In The World Of Color About Her. "oh, Marilla," She Exclaimed One Saturday Morning, Coming Dancing In With Her Arms Full Of Gorgeous Boughs, "i'm So Glad I Live In A World Where There Are Octobers. It Would Be Terrible If We Just Skipped From September To November, Wouldn't It? Look At These Maple Branches. Don't They Give You A Thrill--several Thrills?

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!

Nobody Whom This War Has Touched Will Ever Be Happy Again In Quite The Same Way. But It Will Be A Better Happiness, I Think, Little Sister - A Happiness We've Earned.

I Love Bright Red Drinks, Don’t You? They Taste Twice As Good As Any Other Color.

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