They keep coming up new all the time - things to perplex you, you know. You settle one question and there's another right after. There are so many things to be thought over and decided when you're beginning to grow up. It keeps me busy all the time thinking them over and deciding what's right. It's a serious thing to grow up, isn't it, Marilla?

Fancies are like shadows...you can't cage them, they're such wayward, dancing things.

It was really dreadful to be so different from other people…and yet rather wonderful, too, as if you were a being strayed from another star.

A house isn't a home without the ineffable contentment of a cat with its tail folded about its feet. A cat gives mystery, charm, suggestion.

But if you call me Anne, please call me Anne with an 'e'.

In daylight I belong to the world . . . in the night to sleep and eternity. But in the dusk I'm free from both and belong only to myself . . . and you

Who would endure life if it were not for the hope of death?