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.

Oh, of course there's a risk in marrying anybody, but, when it's all said and done, there's many a worse thing than a husband.

The only true animal is a cat, and the only true cat is a gray cat.

She had...the glimmerings of a sense of humour - which is simply another name for a sense of the fitness of things.

The world calls them its singers and poets and artists and storytellers; but they are just people who have never forgotten the way to fairyland.

It only seems as if you are doing something when you're worrying.

It was October again ... a glorious October, all red and gold, with mellow mornings when the valleys were filled with delicate mists as if the spirit of autumn had poured them in for the sun to drain - amethyst, pearl, silver, rose, and smoke-blue. The dews were so heavy that the fields glistened like cloth of silver and there were such heaps of rustling leaves in the hollows of many-stemmed woods to run crisply through.