Marilla felt more embarrassed than ever. She had intended to teach Anne the childish classic, "Now I lay me down to sleep." But she had, as I have told you, the glimmerings of a sense of humor--which is simply another name for a sense of the fitness of things; and it suddenly occurred to her that simple little prayer, sacred to the white-robed childhood lisping at motherly knees, was entirely unsuited to this freckled witch of a girl who knew and cared nothing about God's love, since she had never had it translated to her through the medium of human love.

I've always held that early marriage is a sure indication of second-rate goods that had to be sold in a hurry." - Martin Harris

I don't really care what people think about me if they don't let me see it.

The beauty of winter is that it makes you appreciate spring.

Do you know, Gilbert, there are times when I strongly suspect that I love you!

It is when my umbrella turns inside out that I am convinced of the total depravity of inanimate things.

Thank goodness air and salvation are still free...and so is laughter.