I was very much provoked. Of course, I knew there are no fairies; but that needn't prevent my thinking there is.

But you have such dimples," said Anne, smiling affectionately into the pretty, vivacious face so near her own. "Lovely dimples, like little dents in cream. I have given up all hope of dimples. My dimple-dream will never come true; but so many of my dreams have that I mustn't complain. Am I all ready now?

The body grows slowly and steadily but the soul grows by leaps and bounds. It may come to its full stature in an hour.

I love them, they are so nice and selfish. Dogs are TOO good and unselfish. They make me feel uncomfortable. But cats are gloriously human.

Oh, Marilla, I thought I was happy before. Now I know that I just dreamed a pleasant dream of happiness. This is the reality.

I wonder what it would be like to live in a world where it was always June.

We don't know where we're going, but isn't is fun to go?