Do you know what I think Mayflowers are, Marilla? I think they must be the souls of the flowers that died last summer, and this is their heaven.

Fairyland is the loveliest word because it means everything the human heart desires.

Nobody whom this war has touched will ever be happy again in quite the same way. But it will be a better happiness, I think, little sister - a happiness we've earned.

It was less humiliating to admit crying because of your feet than because - because somebody had been amusing himself with you and your friends had forgotten you, and other people patronised you.

After all, what could you expect from a pig but a grunt?

Fear is a vile thing, and is at the bottom of almost every wrong and hatred of the world.

She suddenly found herself laughing without bitterness.