"Emily of New Moon" Quotes

It's bad enough to be an orphan, but it's something awful to be in an orphan asylum.

Fancy sleeping in the open air like a pig... But she was asleep in spite of it; and held up against the sky her adorable little face, soiled with jam and the blood of raspberries.

Though life was to be long and barren of many things, it held little joy for her.

Sometimes Emily, standing in the sun-drenched orchard, or among the shadows of its woods, felt that the world was beautiful again. But Emily didn't dwell much on these things.

It is sometimes very hard to do the right thing. Sometimes it seems as though to do right meant doing something you didn't want to do at all—to be forever performing some unpleasant act of self-sacrifice.

The path led over a little bridge across a noisy brook that chattered through the stillness like a gay spendthrift, carrying on its brimming waters the promises of gladness to be.

A whole summer, with its rose-color and its blue sky and silver stars, stretched infinitely ahead of Emily.

It had come—this wonderful enchanted April where she felt as if shimmering angels were pushing back her little black frock to show her arms of gleaming beauty, flushing new life into her veins.

There were Queen's roses in the line of her pale, blue-veined throat, and moon-shadows in her eyes.

Loneliness is the first thing that God's eyes named 'not good'.