OH MY GOODNESS!! I ALWAYS COLLECT GOOD PARTS OF BOOKS (I LOVE STICKEY NOTES!)

"Pride swells like another heartbeat within me, so large it threatens
to leak from my eyes. I could stand like this forever, in the light
of those shining blue eyes."

-Sarah
Miller, Miss Spitfire

"Blake the cat had joined them, and he lay on his side in the bending
grass, batting at a dandelion as golden as the sun. More golden. It
had a yellow fire all its own, and the sun was adding to it, frosting
it, wrapping its light around the weed's petaled head. Blake batted
again, and Henry slid off is seat and knelt in the grass.

The dandelion was glowing. It couldn't just be the sun. Henry
blinked, and the glow was gone. He was staring at a bright little
lawn pest and nothing else. He let his eyes unfocus, something in his
mind realized, and time rushed through, leaving him untouched. He
wasn't starting at the dandelion, he was staring through it, at
something else, behind it, in front of it, filling the same space.

Henry's head throbbed, and he almost blinked again. The rest of the
world drifted away. The wind was gone, and his bones ignored the
thunder's drums. There was a word singeing the tip of his tongue, a
thought nearly captured by his mind.

And then he saw it.

At first it looked like fire, like the flower was burning. But
nothing wilted away, nothing blackened and turned to ash. It lived in
the fire. Or, the fire was its life. But as Henry stared, ignoring
tears that streamed out of his unblinking eyes and a pain carving his
initials inside his skull, he saw it differently. He was looking at a
thing, a shape, a symbol, a writhing, changing word, a scattered,
bursting story. And then, for a moment, it all came together, and he
was hearing it. He was seeing a dandelion. Hearing a dandelion.
Hearing the orange and the yellow, seeing the sour milk crawling in
its veins, tasting its breath...."

-N.
D. Wilson, Dandelion Fire

Heya Asher! I was wonderin' if you'd be making a reappearance on the CB! Welcome back!

"God's in Heaven, and all's right with the world," whispered Anne softly. ~Anne Shirley, Anne of Green Gables

"There's always the bend in the road." ~Anne of Green Gables

“Gilbert darling, don't let's ever be afraid of things. It's such
dreadful slavery. Let's be daring and adventurous and expectant. Let's
dance to meet life and all it can bring to us, even if it brings scads
of trouble and typhoid and twins!"  ~Anne Shirley, Anne of Windy Poplars

“Isn't it queer that the things we writhe over at night are seldom wicked things? Just humiliating ones.”~Anne of Windy Poplars (ain't that the ABSOLUTE truth?)

"Seldom except in books do the dying utter memorable words,
see visions, or depart with beatified countenances, and those
who have sped many parting souls know that to most the end
comes as naturally and simply as sleep. As Beth had hoped, the
`tide went out easily', and in the dark hour before dawn, on
the bosom where she had drawn her first breath, she quietly
drew her last, with no farewell but one loving look, one little
sigh.

With tears and prayers and tender hands, Mother and sisters
made her ready for the long sleep that pain would never mar again,
seeing with grateful eyes the beautiful serenity that soon replaced
the pathetic patience that had wrung their hearts so long, and
feeling with reverent joy that to their darling death was a
benignant angel, not a phantom full of dread.

When morning came, for the first time in many months the
fire was out, Jo's place was empty, and the room was very still.
But a bird sang blithely on a budding bough, close by, the snowdrops
blossomed freshly at the window, and the spring sunshine streamed
in like a benediction over the placid face upon the pillow,
a face so full of painless peace that those who loved it best
smiled through their tears, and thanked God that Beth was well at last." ~Beth's death, Little Women (You are cold hearted and horrid if you read this, and don't feel sad, and come close to, if not totally, silently sobbing)

Anne: Please, Matthew. You need help. We've got to get a doctor.

Matthew:
I've worked hard all my life. I'd rather just drop in the harness. I got old; I never noticed.

Anne:
If I'd been the boy you sent for, I could have spared you in so many ways.

Matthew:
I never wanted a boy. I only wanted you from the first day. Don't ever
change. I love my little girl. I'm so proud of my little girl. ~1985 Anne of Green Gables movie

So, most of these are Anne of Green Gables quotes, but hey, I think some of the best quotes come from the classics.

I agree. That's why they're classics, and the tears are running down my cheeks.

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What is that novel about? Wouldn't it be fun to fly?