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He who cherishes a beautiful vision, a lofty ideal in his heart, will one day realize it.
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He who cherishes a beautiful vision, a lofty ideal in his heart, will one day realize it.
The greatest achievement was at first and for a time a dream.
Doubt is of two natures, and we often confuse a wise suspension of judgment with the weakness of hesitation.
Moreover, the result in the long run will depend not so much on some single resolution, or on our action in a special case, but rather on the preparation of daily life.
Our duty is to make ourselves useful, and thus life may be most interesting, and yet comparatively free from anxiety.
The body ceases to grow in a few years; but the mind, if we will let it, may grow as long as life lasts.
I will try, Mother, I truly will. But you must help me, remind me, and keep me from flying out.
I’ve been trying to cure it for forty years, and have only succeeded in controlling it. I am angry nearly every day of my life, Jo, but I have learned not to show it, and I still hope to learn not to feel it, though it may take me another forty years to do so.
She felt comforted at once by the sympathy and confidence given her.
Have regular hours for work and play, make each day both useful and pleasant, and prove that you understand the worth of time by employing it well.
But, you see, Jo wasn’t a heroine, she was only a struggling human girl like hundreds of others, and she just acted out her nature, being sad, cross, listless, or energetic, as the mood suggested.
Feeling this, Jo’s burden seemed easier to bear, duty grew sweeter, and life looked more endurable, seen from the safe shelter of her mother’s arms.
It’s highly virtuous to say we’ll be good, but we can’t do it all at once, and it takes a long pull, a strong pull, and a pull all together before some of us even get our feet set in the right way.
She gave him entire confidence, he gave her the help she needed, and both found consolation in the act.
Write something for us, and never mind the rest of the world. Try it, dear. I’m sure it would do you good, and please us very much.
You are like a chestnut burr, prickly outside, but silky-soft within, and a sweet kernal, if one can only get at it. Love will make you show your heart one day, and then the rough burr will fall off.
Beth smiled and felt comforted, for the tiny thing seemed to offer its small friendship and remind her that a pleasant world was still to be enjoyed.
We won’t be miserable, but enjoy being together while we wait. We’ll have happy times, for I don’t suffer much, and I think the tide will go out easily, if you help me.
It is an excellent plan to have some place where we can go to be quiet, when things vex or grieve us.
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.
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