“At life's banquet of success I may not be the guest of honor, but I'll be among those present.”

“I've always loved the night and I'll like lying awake and thinking over everything in life, past, present and to come. Especially to come.”

“Life may be a vale of tears, all right, but there are some folks who enjoy weeping, I reckon.”

“I wonder if it will be—can be—any more beautiful than this,’ murmured Anne, looking around her with the loving, enraptured eyes of those to whom ‘home’ must always be the loveliest spot in the world, no matter what fairer lands may lie under alien stars.”

“I like to hear a storm at night. It is so cosy to snuggle down among the blankets and feel that it can't get at you.”

“Perhaps it was nothing very dreadful after all. I think the little things in life often make more trouble than the big things,' said Anne with one of those flashes of insight which experience could not have bettered.”

“Behind them in the garden the little stone house brooded among the shadows. It was lonely but not forsaken. It had not yet done with dreams and laughter and the joy of life; there were to be future summers for the little stone house; meanwhile, it could wait. And over the river in purple durance the echoes bided their time.”