Emily of New Moon

it be true that we "count time by heart throbs" Emily lived two years in it instead of two days.

"I am important to myself," cried Emily proudly.

Go forward to meet it fearlessly, dear.

And always when the flash came to her Emily felt that life was a wonderful, mysterious thing of persistent beauty.

Aunt Elizabeth spoke up and said, 'I do wish, Ruth, that you and Wallace would leave that child alone.' I could hardly believe my ears. Aunt Ruth looked annoyed but she did leave me alone after that

I think God is just like my flash, only it lasts only a second and He lasts always.

"I mean you'll be able to do something by and by. Something—I don't know how much—but keep on—keep on."

"They say Mrs John Killegrew has swallowed her wedding-ring. I wonder what she did that for.

I like Perry but in a different way from Teddy. Isn't it funny, dear Father, how many kinds of ways of liking there are?

But there is a destiny which shapes the ends of young misses who are born with the itch for writing tingling in their baby fingertips, and in the fullness of time this destiny gave to Emily the desire of her heart—gave it to her, too, on the very day when she most needed it.