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

It's so easy to be wicked without knowing it, isn't it?

Before this war is over,' [Walter] said - or something said through his lips - 'every man and woman and child in Canada will feel it - you, Mary, will feel it - feel it to your heart's core. You will weep tears of blood over it. The Piper has come - and he will pipe until every corner of the world has heard his awful and irresistible music. It will be years before the dance of death is over - years, Mary. And in those years millions of hearts will break.

You can't have many exclamation points left,' thought Anne, 'but no doubt the supply of italics is inexhaustible.

brains last, beauty doesn't.

You must pay the penalty of growing-up, Paul. You must leave fairyland behind you.

One can't get over the habit of being a little girl all at once.