The night was clear and frosty, all ebony of shadow and silver of snowy slope; big stars were shining over the silent fields; here and there the dark pointed firs stood up with snow powdering their branches and the wind whistling through them.

Plum puffs can't minister to a mind diseased or a world that's crumbling to pieces

“You 're not eating anything,” said Marilla sharply, eying her as if it were a serious shortcoming. Anne sighed. “I can 't. I'm in the depths of despair. Can you eat when you are in the depths of despair?”

Heretics are wicked, but they're mighty int'resting. It's jest that they've got sorter lost looking for God, being under the impression that He's hard to find - which He ain't never.

An old house with its windows gone always makes me think of something dead with its eyes picked out.

I've loved you ever since that day you broke your slate over my head in school.

Nathan always believed his wife was trying to poison him but he didn't seem to mind. He said it made life kind of exciting.