I shall have to stay here forever then,” said Anne mournfully, “because I can’t tell Mrs. Lynde I’m sorry I said those things to her. How can I? I’m NOT sorry. I’m sorry I’ve vexed you; but I’m GLAD I told her just what I did. It was a great satisfaction. I can’t say I’m sorry when I’m not, can I? I can’t even IMAGINE I’m sorry.”
Anne Shirley is my spirit animal
Anne sat long at her window that night companioned by a glad content. Her 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. The joy of sincere work and worthy aspiration and congenial friendship were to be hers; nothing could rob her of her birthright of fancy or her ideal world of dreams. And there was always the bend in the road! ‘God’s in his heaven, all’s right with the world,’ whispered Anne softly.
–Anne of Green Gables
Taking one’s chances is like taking a bath. Because sometimes you end up comfortable and warm, and sometimes there’s something terrible lurking that you don’t see until it is too late, and all you can do is scream and cling to a plastic duck.
—Lemony Snicket, The Carnivorous Carnival
This was my senior quote in high school.
Miss Vesper Holly has the digestive talents of a goat and the mind of a chess master. She is familiar with half a dozen languages and can swear fluently in all of them. She understands the use of a slide rule but prefers doing calculations in her head. She does not hesitate to risk life and limb- mine as well as her own. No doubt she has other qualities as yet undiscovered. I hope not.
–Lloyd Alexander, The Illyrian Adventure
The Metaphor Girl 