Mr. Harrison was certainly different from other people…and that is the essential characteristic of a crank, as everybody knows.

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But she had long ago learned that when she wandered into the realm of fancy she must go alone. The way to it was by an enchanted path where not even her dearest might follow her.

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Everything that's worth having is some trouble…

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…I think,' concluded Anne, hitting on a very vital truth, 'that we always love best the people who need us.

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There are a great many people who do not understand things so there is no use in telling them.

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If a kiss could be seen I think it would look like a violet,' said Priscilla.
Anne glowed.
'I'm so glad you spoke that thought, Priscilla, instead of just thinking it and keeping it to yourself. This world would be a much more interesting place…although it is very interesting, anyhow…if people spoke out their real thoughts.

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Look, do you see that poem?' she said suddenly, pointing.

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I wonder what a soul…a person's soul…would look like,' said Priscilla dreamily.
'Like that, I should think,' answered Anne, pointing to a radiance of sifted sunlight streaming through a birch tree. 'Only with shape and features of course. I like to fancy souls as being made of light. And some are all shot through with rosy stains and quivers…and some have a soft glitter like moonlight on the sea…and some are pale and transparent like mist at dawn.

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I read somewhere once that souls were like flowers,' said Priscilla.
'Then your soul is a golden narcissus,' said Anne, 'and Diana's is like a red, red rose. Jane's is an apple blossom, pink and wholesome and sweet.'
'And your own is a white violet, with purple streaks in its heart,' finished Priscilla.

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

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