Never be silent with persons you love and distrust," Mr. Carpenter had said once. "Silence betrays.

There are plenty of people, in Avonlea and out of it, who can attend closely to their neighbours' business by dint of neglecting their own; but Mrs. Rachel Lynde was one of those capable creatures who can manage their own concerns and those of other folks into the bargain.

Nobody is ever too old to dream. And dreams never grow old.

Perhaps. . .love unfolded naturally out of a beautiful friendship, as a golden-hearted rose slipping from its green sheath.

Tomorrow is always fresh, with no mistakes in it.

To love is easy and therefore common - but to understand - how rare it is!

Oh, Marilla, I thought I was happy before. Now I know that I just dreamed a pleasant dream of happiness. This is the reality.