People told her she hadn't changed much, in a tone which hinted they were surprised and a little disappointed she hadn't.

I've always loved the night and I'll like lying awake and thinking over everything in life, past, present and to come. Especially to come.

Isn't it good just to be alive on a day like this? I pity the people who aren't born yet for missing it.

I don't want sunbursts and marble halls. I just want YOU. Sunbursts and marble halls may be all very well, but there is more 'scope for imagination' without them. And as for the waiting, that doesn't matter. We'll just be happy, waiting and working for each other—and dreaming. Oh, dreams will be very sweet now.

A bosom friend - an intimate friend, you know - a really kindred spirit to whom I can confide my inmost soul.

After all," Anne had said to Marilla once, "I believe the nicest and sweetest days are not those on which anything very splendid or wonderful or exciting happens but just those that bring simple little pleasures, following one another softly, like pearls slipping off a string.

I know I haven't much sense or sobriety, but I've got what is ever so much better — the knack of making people like me.