Quotes About Anne

Oh, Marilla, how can you be so cruel?" sobbed Anne. "What would you feel like if a white thing did snatch me up and carry me off?" "I'll risk it," said Marilla unfeelingly.

Now, Anne Shirley, for pity's sake don't fly up into the air." The warning seemed not unnecessary, so uplifted and aerial was Anne's expression and attitude as she sprang to her feet, her face irradiated with the flame of her spirit.

Anne took off her hat meekly. Matthew came back presently and they sat down to supper. But Anne could not eat. In vain she nibbled at the bread and butter and pecked at the crab-apple preserve out of the little scalloped glass dish by her plate. She did not really make any headway at all.

There was a faint chill in the air of the early September evening, so Anne had lighted her ever ready fire of driftwood in the big living room, and she and Miss Cornelia basked in its fairy flicker. It is so delightful—especially in regard to Mr. Meredith and Rosemary, said Anne. I'm as happy in the thought of it, as I was when I was getting married myself. I felt exactly like a bride again last evening when I was up on the hill seeing Rosemary's trousseau.

Thereupon Anne held her tongue so obediently and thoroughly that her continued silence made Marilla rather nervous, as if in the presence of something not exactly natural.

Anne always said that Esme Dalley had an iron will under all her sweetness and the doctor had a great deal of respect for the intuition of his wife.

No, Diana, I am not killed, but I think I am rendered unconscious. Where? sobbed Carrie Sloane. Oh, where, Anne?

Susan Baker and the Anne Shirley of other days saw her coming, as they sat on the big veranda at Ingleside, enjoying the charm of the cat's light, the sweetness of sleepy robins whistling among the twilit maples, and the dance of a gusty group of daffodils blowing against the old, mellow, red brick wall of the lawn. Anne

Susan Baker and the Anne Shirley of other days saw her coming, as they sat on the big veranda at Ingleside, enjoying the charm of the cat's light, the sweetness of sleepy robins whistling among the twilit maples

There was friction in the family regarding Anne Morgan's award of $3 million.

Press. And especially my beloved Anne, whose courage never flagged.

Moscow. In the early 1930s, however, such glasnost

stone building at the back gate.

Henry studied Merri Lee, then Meg. "Humans don't like mice?" "Not in the building!" Meg said. "And not around food," Merri Lee added. The three terra indigene looked baffled. "But it's fresh meat," the brown-haired woman finally said.

Vlad looked around. "Are we providing shelter, or are the humans actually buying books?

You mentioned the Elders when Officer Grimshaw called about the new trouble. Who are they?" "They are Namid's teeth and claws." Oh crap. "So they're what, the world's hit men?

But the thoughts were excellent hunters and devoured sleep.

Ruthie will help you write it." There. Problem solved. Ruthie was a teacher. She wrote sentences all the time. "Have

Are there weapons in a bookstore?" "It's a store full of books, which are objects that can be thrown as well as read," Monty replied blandly.

Do you always ask me the same questions you ask him?" "It depends on whether or not I get an answer.

Are there weapons in a bookstore?' 'It's a store full of books, which are objects that can be thrown as well as read,' Monty replied blandly. The Crows cocked his head. 'I had no idea you humans lived with so much danger.

all the tall mad mountains of her mind

A paste of blue cloud untangled itself on the red sky over the harbour.

I clutch, all language vanished from my mind. We knock each other over in a violent embrace.