She had never before minded being alone. Now she dreaded it. When she was alone now she felt so dreadfully alone.

Since you are determined to be married, Miss Cornelia," said Gilbert solemnly, "I shall give you the excellent rules for the management of a husband which my grandmother gave my mother when she married my father." "Well, I reckon I can manage Marshall Elliott," said Miss Cornelia placidly. "But let us hear your rules." "The first one is, catch him." "He's caught. Go on." "The second one is, feed him well." "With enough pie. What next?" "The third and fourth are-- keep your eye on him.

You'd find it easier to be bad than good if you had red hair." — Anne Shirley

A bosom friend - an intimate friend, you know - a really kindred spirit to whom I can confide my inmost soul.

Some nights are like honey - and some like wine - and some like wormwood.

I hate to lend a book I love...it never seems quite the same when it comes back to me.

Diana: "I wish I were rich, and I could spend the whole summer at a hotel, eating ice cream and chicken salad." Anne: "You know something, Diana? We are rich. We have sixteen years to our credit, and we both have wonderful imaginations. We should be as happy as queens." [gestures to the setting sun] Anne Shirley: "Look at that. You couldn't enjoy its loveliness more if you had ropes of diamonds.