I have really done so few bad things that they have to keep harping on the old ones [.]

I'm always sorry when pleasant things end. Something still pleasanter may come after, but you can never be sure.

Kindred spirits are not so scarce as I used to think. It's splendid to find out there are so many of them in the world.

Everything that's worth having is some trouble.

Nobody is ever too old to dream. And dreams never grow old.

I suppose all this sounds very crazy — all these terrible emotions always do sound foolish when we put them into our inadequate words. They are not meant to be spoken — only felt and endured.

Oh Marilla, looking forward to things is half the pleasure of them," exclaimed Anne.