Red Hair Is My Life Long Sorrow.

For There Is No Bond More Lasting Than That Formed By The Mutual Confidences Of That Magic Time When Youth Is Slipping From The Sheath Of Childhood And Beginning To Wonder What Lies For It Beyond Those Misty Hills That Bound The Golden Road.

We Ought Always To Try To Influence Others For Good.

You'd Find It Easier To Be Bad Than Good If You Had Red Hair," Said Anne Reproachfully. "people Who Haven't Red Hair Don't Know What Trouble Is.

You'd Find It Easier To Be Bad Than Good If You Had Red Hair." — Anne Shirley

Gilbert Took From His Desk A Little Pink Candy Heart With A Gold Motto On It, “you Are Sweet,” And Slipped It Under The Curve Of Anne’s Arm. Whereupon Anne Arose, Took The Pink Heart Gingerly Between The Tips Of Her Fingers, Dropped It On The Floor, Ground It To Powder Beneath Her Heel, And Resumed Her Position Without Deigning To Bestow A Glance On Gilbert.