There are certain periods in our life when we are touched and truly inspired by someone or something which moulds our character in a particular direction. You think, breathe and live with this person. This source of inspiration could stem from anywhere, it could be real or imaginary, important or trivial. It is not the nature and quality of this inspiration but what it does for us. It would be an understatement to say that I love books; some books in particular have a special place in my life. One of them is the Anne or The
"Marilla, isn't it nice to think that tomorrow is a new day with no mistakes in it yet?"
"It's so easy to be wicked without knowing it, isn't it?"
"And people laugh at me because I use big words. But if you have big ideas you have to use big words to express them, haven't you?"
"Next to trying and winning, the best thing is trying and failing."
"You'd find it easier to be bad than good if you had red hair... People who haven't red hair don't know what trouble is."
“My life is a perfect graveyard of buried hopes.” That's a sentence I read once and I say it over to comfort myself in these times that try the soul.
“I thought nothing could be as bad as red hair. Green is ten times worse.”
“I know I chatter on far too much... but if you only knew how many things I want to say and don't. Give me SOME credit.”
“I like people who make me like them. Saves me so much trouble forcing myself to like them.”