People who are different from other people are always called peculiar,' said Anne.

He had also the reputation of being a bit of a lady killer. But that probably accrued to him from his possession of a laughing, velvety voice which no girl could hear without a heartbeat, and a dangerous way of listening as if she were saying something that he had longed all his life to hear.

Kindred spirits alone do not change with the changing years.

It’s so much more romantic to end a story up with a funeral than a wedding.

Rilla was fond of italics, as most girls of fifteen are.

It is never quite safe to think we have done with life. When we imagine we have finished our story fate has a trick of turning the page and showing us yet another chapter.

In daylight I belong to the world . . . in the night to sleep and eternity. But in the dusk I'm free from both and belong only to myself . . . and you