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Dream lofty dreams, and as you dream, so shall you become.

The greatest achievement was at first and for a time a dream.

Cherish your visions; cherish your ideals; cherish the music that stirs in your heart, the beauty that forms in your mind, the loveliness that drapes your purest thoughts, for out of them will grow all delightful conditions, all, heavenly environment; of these, if you but remain true to them, your world will at last be built.

Even if he fails again and again to accomplish his purpose (as he necessarily must until weakness is overcome), the strength of character gained will be the measure of his true success, and this will form a new starting-point for future power and triumph.

For as with the close of the day, so with that of life; there may be clouds, and yet if the horizon is clear, the evening may be beautiful.

To be released from the absorbing affairs of life, to feel that one has earned a claim to leisure and repose, is surely in itself no evil.

The body ceases to grow in a few years; but the mind, if we will let it, may grow as long as life lasts.

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.

Anne’s horizons had closed in since the night she had sat there after coming home from Queen’s; but if the path set before her feet was to be narrow she knew that flowers of quiet happiness would bloom along it.

I make so many mistakes. But then just think of all the mistakes I don’t make, although I might.

Marilla, isn’t it nice to think that tomorrow is a new day with no mistakes in it yet?

The tears don’t hurt me like that ache did. Stay here for a little while with me and keep your arm round me--so.

You mayn’t get the things themselves; but nothing can prevent you from having the fun of looking forward to them.

When I left Queen’s my future seemed to stretch out before me like a straight road. I thought I could see along it for many a milestone. Now there is a bend in it. I don’t know what lies around the bend, but I’m going to believe that the best does.

We resent the thought that anything can please us when someone we love is no longer here to share the pleasure with us, and we almost feel as if we were unfaithful to our sorrow when we find our interest in life returning to us.

It has a fascination of its own, that bend, Marilla. I wonder how the road beyond it goes--what there is of green glory and soft, checkered light and shadows--what new landscapes--what new beauties--what curves and hills and valleys further on.

I am sure we should not shut our hearts against the healing influences that nature offers us.

But have you ever noticed one encouraging thing about me, Marilla? I never make the same mistake twice.

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.

I’m not ungrateful--and perhaps--when this horrible ache grows a little less--I’ll find that I can go on living.

The thought that it may stop hurting sometimes hurts me worse than all else, Marilla.

And, Leslie, I can’t help believing that life has something good and beautiful for you yet.

Carlo got very fond of me--and his dog-love helped me through that first dreadful year after mother died, when I was alone.