There’s a river of darkness in my blood And through every vein, I feel the flood...
Life whispers.Listen closely.– i don’t know who said that...
“Everyone, at some point in their lives, wakes up in the middle of the night with...
Marilla says that a large family was raised in that old house long ago and that...
Imagination is a licensed trespasser: it has no fear of dogs but may climb over walls...
Oh, my ways are strange ways and new ways and old ways, and deep ways and...
Thanksgiving Day comes, by statute, once a year; to the honest man, it comes as frequently...
Then from the neighboring thicket the mockingbird, wildest of singers, swinging aloft on a willow spray...
the sun did not shine, it was too wet to play, so we sat in the...
We must not let colour destroy this image. — Patrick Summerfield said that...
Marilla says that a large family was raised in that old house long ago and that...