Most of the trouble in life comes from misunderstanding, I think,' said Anne.

That's the worst…or the best…of real life, Anne. It won't let you be miserable. It keeps on trying to make you comfortable…and succeeding…even when you're determined to be unhappy and romantic.

…I think,' concluded Anne, hitting on a very vital truth, 'that we always love best the people who need us.

Oh, it's delightful to have ambitions. I'm so glad I have such a lot. And there never seems to be any end to them-- that's the best of it. Just as soon as you attain to one ambition you see another one glittering higher up still. It does make life so interesting.

It's so dreadful to have nothing to love - life is so empty - and there's nothing worse than emptiness.

Rilla was fond of italics, as most girls of fifteen are.

Have you ever noticed that when people say it is their duty to tell you a certain thing you may prepare for something disagreeable? Why is it that they never seem to think it a duty to tell you the pleasant things they hear about you?