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The tears don’t hurt me like that ache did. Stay here for a little while with me and keep your arm round me--so.

When I left Queen’s my future seemed to stretch out before me like a straight road. I thought I could see along it for many a milestone. Now there is a bend in it. I don’t know what lies around the bend, but I’m going to believe that the best does.

We’ve got each other, Anne. I don’t know what I’d do if you weren’t here--if you’d never come.

You mayn’t get the things themselves; but nothing can prevent you from having the fun of looking forward to them.

I’m quite content to be Anne of Green Gables, with my string of pearl beads. I know Matthew gave me as much love with them as ever went with Madame the Pink Lady’s jewels.

Next to trying and winning, the best thing is trying and failing.

It’s never been easy for me to say things out of my heart, but at times like this it’s easier. I love you as dear as if you were my own flesh and blood and you’ve been my joy and comfort ever since you came to Green Gables.

And I’ll read to you and keep you cheered up. You sha’n’t be dull or lonesome. And we’ll be real cozy and happy here together, you and I.

And, Leslie, I can’t help believing that life has something good and beautiful for you yet.

Talking it all out seems to have done away with it, somehow. It’s very strange--and I thought it so real and bitter. It’s like opening the door of a dark room to show some hideous creature you’ve believed to be there--and when the light streams in your monster turns out to have been just a shadow, vanishing when the light comes.

They’re bound to come--and no house, whether it’s a palace or a little house of dreams, can bar ’em out. But they won’t get the better of you if you face ’em TOGETHER with love and trust. You can weather any storm with them two for compass and pilot.

I’d be real happy even if we couldn’t talk at all, when I come here--jest to sit and look at you and your pictures and your flowers would be enough of a treat.

All sorts of mornings are interesting, don’t you think? You don’t know what’s going to happen through the day, and there’s so much scope for imagination.

It’s all very well to read about sorrows and imagine yourself living through them heroically, but it’s not so nice when you really come to have them, is it?

I make so many mistakes. But then just think of all the mistakes I don’t make, although I might.

I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.

There’s such a lot of different Annes in me. I sometimes think that is why I’m such a troublesome person. If I was just the one Anne it would be ever so much more comfortable, but then it wouldn’t be half so interesting.

But have you ever noticed one encouraging thing about me, Marilla? I never make the same mistake twice.

Marilla, isn’t it nice to think that tomorrow is a new day with no mistakes in it yet?

Well, I don’t want to be anyone but myself, even if I go uncomforted by diamonds all my life

I’m not a bit changed--not really. I’m only just pruned down and branched out. The real me--back here--is just the same.

It would be worth while to win, but she no longer thought life would be insupportable if she did not.

I am sure we should not shut our hearts against the healing influences that nature offers us.

We resent the thought that anything can please us when someone we love is no longer here to share the pleasure with us, and we almost feel as if we were unfaithful to our sorrow when we find our interest in life returning to us.

Anne’s horizons had closed in since the night she had sat there after coming home from Queen’s; but if the path set before her feet was to be narrow she knew that flowers of quiet happiness would bloom along it.