“Don’t give up all your romance, Anne,” he whispered shyly, “a little of it is a good thing – not too much, of course – but keep a little of it, Anne, keep a little of it.”
sometimes I feel as if those exams meant everything, but when I look at the big buds swelling on those chestnut trees and the misty blue air at the end of the streets they don’t seem half so important.”