When one great passion seizes possession of the soul all other feelings are crowded out.

My life is a perfect graveyard of buried hopes.

I like to hear a storm at night. It is so cosy to snuggle down among the blankets and feel that it can't get at you.

Trees have as much individuality as human beings. Not even two spruces are alike. There is always some kink or curve or bend of bough to single each one out from its fellows.

Don't you ever imagine things differently than what they are? Oh, Marilla, how much you miss.

The only true animal is a cat, and the only true cat is a gray cat.

let's not borrow trouble. The rate of interest is too high.