As a rule, I am very careful to be shallow and conventional where depth and originality are wasted.

But really, Marilla, one can't stay sad very long in such an interesting world, can one?

I wish we could see perfumes as well as smell them. I'm sure they would be very beautiful.

I think it would be worse to expect nothing than to be disappointed.

It's as easy to give away a million as a hundred if you have not got either.

It was rapture enough just to sit there beside him in silence, alone in the summer night in the white splendor of moonshine, with the wind blowing down on them out of the pine woods.

All that Ruby said was so horribly true, she was leaving everything she cared for. She had laid up her treasures on earth only. She had lived solely for the little things of life, the things that pass, forgetting the great things that go onward into eternity bridging the gulf between the two lives and making of death a mere passing of one dwelling to the other. From twilight to unclouded day. ...it was no wonder her soul clung in blind helplessness to the only things she knew and loved.