Who would endure life if it were not for the hope of death?

I don't know, I don't want to talk as much. (...) It's nicer to think dear, pretty thoughts and keep them in one's heart, like treasures. I don't like to have them laughed at or wondered over.

Of all the uncertain things marriage is the uncertainest.

But really, Marilla, one can't stay sad very long in such an interesting world, can one?

If a kiss could be seen I think it would look like a violet.

The world calls them its singers and poets and artists and storytellers; but they are just people who have never forgotten the way to fairyland.

But feeling is so different from knowing. My common sense tells me all you can say, but there are times when common sense has no power over me. Common nonsense takes possession of my soul.