I don't like green Christmases. They're not green—they're just nasty faded browns and grays.

It's rather hard to decide just when people are grown up.

Oh, it's delightful to have ambitions. I'm so glad I have such a lot. And there never seems to be any end to them-- that's the best of it. Just as soon as you attain to one ambition you see another one glittering higher up still. It does make life so interesting.

It's great to be great, but it's great to be human.

I do know my own mind,' protested Anne. 'The trouble is, my mind changes and then I have to get acquainted with it all over again.

Rilla's heart skipped a beat — or, if that be a physiological impossibility, she thought it did.

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