Poor soul, she always knew everything about her neighbors, but she never was very well acquainted with herself.

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

Few things in Avonlea ever escaped Mrs. Lynde. It was only that morning Anne had said, "If you went to your own room at midnight, locked the door, pulled down the blind, and sneezed, Mrs. Lynde would ask you the next day how your cold was!

It's such an interesting world. It wouldn't be half so interesting if we knew all about everything, would it?

Proverbs are all very fine when there's nothing to worry you, but when you're in real trouble, they're not a bit of help.

That's the worst of growing up, and I'm beginning to realize it. The things you wanted so much when you were a child don't seem half so wonderful to you when you get them.

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