I Heard Someone Say Once

Why Must People Kneel Down To Pray? If I Really Wanted To Pray I’ll Tell You What I'd Do. I'd Go Out Into A Great Big Field All Alone Or In The Deep, Deep Woods And I'd Look Up Into The Sky—up—up—up—into That Lovely Blue Sky That Looks As If There Was No End To Its Blueness. And Then I'd Just Feel A Prayer.

I Can Just Imagine Myself Sitting Down At The Head Of The Table And Pouring Out The Tea," Said Anne, Shutting Her Eyes Ecstatically. "and Asking Diana If She Takes Sugar! I Know She Doesn't But Of Course I'll Ask Her Just As If I Didn't Know.

After All," Anne Had Said To Marilla Once, "i Believe The Nicest And Sweetest Days Are Not Those On Which Anything Very Splendid Or Wonderful Or Exciting Happens But Just Those That Bring Simple Little Pleasures, Following One Another Softly, Like Pearls Slipping Off A String.

I Do Know My Own Mind,' Protested Anne. 'the Trouble Is, My Mind Changes And Then I Have To Get Acquainted With It All Over Again.

Some Nights Are Like Honey - And Some Like Wine - And Some Like Wormwood.