It's delightful when your imaginations come true, isn't it?

We _are_ rich,' said Anne staunchly. 'Why, we have sixteen years to our credit, and we are as happy as queens and we've all got imaginations, more or less. Look at that sea, girls - all silver and shallow and vision of things not seen. We couldn't enjoy its loveliness any more if we had millions of dollars and ropes of diamonds.

She looks just as music sounds, I think,' answered Anne.

Everything that's worth having is some trouble…

That's the worst of growing up, and I'm beginning to realize it. The things you wanted so much when you were a child don't seem half so wonderful to you when you get them.

I can't cheer up — I don't want to cheer up. It's nicer to be miserable!