For there is no bond more lasting than that formed by the mutual confidences of that magic time when youth is slipping from the sheath of childhood and beginning to wonder what lies for it beyond those misty hills that bound the golden road.

most people worry so much, they think you're not right if you don't worry.

I'm afraid our old world has come to an end, Rilla. We've got to face the fact. (Walter)

one reason why I like writing poetry - you can say so many things in it that are true in poetry but wouldn't be true in prose.

she was richer in those dreams than in realities; for things seen pass away, but the things that are unseen are eternal.

Anne came dancing home in the purple winter twilight across the snowy places.

Don't be led away by those howls about realism. Remember-pine woods are just as real as pigsties and a darn sight pleasanter to be in.