What had seemed easy in imagination was rather hard in reality.

Anne, are you killed?' shrieked Diana, throwing herself on her knees beside her friend. 'Oh, Anne, dear Anne, speak just one word to me and tell me if you're killed.

Mrs. Cadbury: Tell me what you know about yourself. Anne Shirley: Well, it really isn't worth telling, Mrs. Cadbury... but if you let me tell you what I IMAGINE about myself you'd find it a lot more interesting.

Do you think amethysts can be the souls of good violets?

Which would you rather be if you had the choice--divinely beautiful or dazzlingly clever or angelically good?

Don't be very frightened, Marilla. I was walking the ridge-pole and I fell off. I suspect I have sprained my ankle. But, Marilla, I might have broken my neck. Let us look on the bright side of things.

When twilight drops her curtain down And pins it with a star Remember that you have a friend Though she may wander far.