Oh, Marilla, I thought I was happy before. Now I know that I just dreamed a pleasant dream of happiness. This is the reality.

Marilla felt this and was vaguely troubled over it, realizing that the ups and downs of existence woudl probably bear hardly on this impulsive soul and not sufficiently understanding that the equally great capacity for delight might more than compensate.

I am of one mind with the Irishman who said you could get used to anything, even to being hanged!

into each life some rain must fall, some days must be dark and dreary.

The body grows slowly and steadily, but the soul grows by leaps and bounds. It may come to its full stature in an hour. From that night Rilla Blythe's soul was the soul of a woman in its capacity for suffering, for strength, for endurance.

Life would be dull if we hadn't a few tragedies to look back on.

That level of honesty is reserved for the counseling office. Church is too often a place of pretense and therefore a place without hope. When brokenness is disdained, where the real story is never told, the power of God is not felt. Where brokenness is invited and received with grace, the gospel comes alive with hope.

Love is blind, but a broken heart sees everything.

There is a high cost of living to be paid by a Jew. He has to be exalted in order to be normal in a world that is neither propitious for nor sympathetic to his survival.

We must constantly remember: we spoil and God restores. How ugly is the way in which we spoil, and how good and how beautiful is the way in which He restores.

Life is hard but so very beautiful

The path was worn and slippery. My foot slipped from under me, knocking the other out of the way, but I recovered and said to myself, It's a slip and not a fall.