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!

…the Lake of Shining Waters was blue — blue — blue; not the changeful blue of spring, nor the pale azure of summer, but a clear, steadfast, serene blue, as if the water were past all modes and tenses of emotion and had settled down to a tranquillity unbroken by fickle dreams.

it doesn't take long to stay an hour.

…there was something about her that made you feel it was safe to tell her secrets.

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.

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.

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